The comfort in the smell of bacon in the morning
is mostly burning fat & salt, but the taste is sweet
as the part of the pig that stores the soul.
“If you don’t bless it, it might choke you,” Ma likes
to say over the plates. My definition of family
“The comfort in the smell of bacon in the morning / is mostly burning fat & salt, but the taste is sweet / as the part of the pig that stores the soul.”
The comfort in the smell of bacon in the morning
is mostly burning fat & salt, but the taste is sweet
as the part of the pig that stores the soul.
“If you don’t bless it, it might choke you,” Ma likes
to say over the plates. My definition of family

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