Un-air conditioned kitchens in sticky southern Virginia heat
Did the humidity make them rise?
Leavening works in mysterious ways
Breezes blow through tiny windows releasing smells
Of lard and buttermilk into the yard greeting visitors and ghosts
Hot, moist, heavenly air sniffed by dogs craving the sweetness
More than sustenance
As time slows down
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I'm Kelley Gallop. I live in Virginia and when I find time I write.