<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354064" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Morning Baking</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Grandma, come back, I forgot<br>How much lard for these rolls </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Think you can put yourself in the ground<br>Like plain potatoes and grow in Ohio?<br>I am damn sick of getting fat like you </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Think you can lie through your Slovak?<br>Tell filthy stories about the blood sausage?<br>Pish-pish nights at the virgin in Detroit? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I blame your raising me up for my Slav tongue<br>You beat me up out back, taught me to dance </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'll tell you I don't remember any kind of bread<br>Your wavy loaves of flesh<br>Stink through my sleep<br>The stars on your silk robes </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I'm glad I'll look when I'm old<br>Like a gypsy dusha hauling milk</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Carolyn+Forch%C3%A9">Carolyn Forché</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354064" data-title="The Morning Baking de Carolyn Forché" data-description="Grandma, come back, I forgot How much lard for these rolls Think you can put yourself in the ground Like plain potatoes and grow in Ohio? I am damn sick of getting fat like you Think you can lie through your Slovak? Tell filthy stories about t..."></div> </div> </div>

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