The SPACE between us almost BROKE me — I was
QUITE uncertain of how to proceed. No GUIDE available for navigating this distance. Even though it was almost four decades ago, I remember it well. It was the time before emails, no cell phones. Just letters and long-distance phone calls. We did end up surviving that time. But the vulnerability is occasionally still there: a cold chilling finger reaching across the years.

Georg’ann

Dinner preparation comes to a halt,
You STARE, fury in your eyes,
as I place the garlic CLOVE into the press.
Harshly you JUDGE me, we argue
about garlic- to press or to peel and mince.
A decade passes, standing in your kitchen
you GUIDE an unpeeled clove into a silver press.
Squeezing firmly you acknowledge
the lowering of your standard.
We sip wine and snip herbs,
two sisters cooking together.

Heather