Bread and milk

 

My mother’s ultimate comfort food,
soft spongy white bread
soaking up the milk like
fluffy marshmallows
melting in the mouth
warmth and sweetness oozing through;
scraped knee
spat with sister
schoolgirl crush,
all sobbed away
into a bowl of bread and milk.

I tried this remedy for lockdown blues,
spent a good few weeks in a blissful snooze,
then, bored, decided to switch to booze,
got nicked on the tube for trying to schmooze.

 

May 2021