cumin and cardamom

wary of pavement,
of rapid movement
gushing laughter.
was it life thereafter?

a thick embellished,
bejeweled nostalgia.

a cinnamon laden
turquoise haven.

we grew into willows
to feel the winds billow.

outstretched and groaning
we found our glory.

in cumin and cardamom
drenched and slurried.

– Sheila Sea

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