Beach Food, poem by Steve Klepetar (BEACH AND POOL MEMORIES Poetry and Prose Series) — Silver Birch Press

Beach Food by Steve Klepetar My mother baked a cake and stood by the edge of the sea. Too sweet, too dry, my father said, flinging his slice into the rusty waves. She offered a peach, its pit removed and stuffed with Parisian cream, a basket filled with sandwiches on little, soft rolls. My father […]

via Beach Food, poem by Steve Klepetar (BEACH AND POOL MEMORIES Poetry and Prose Series) — Silver Birch Press

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