Gyroscope Review 16-2 - Page 33

MOVING ON by Laurie Kolp I submerge fingers in raw meat and squeeze curlicues into a mound. The seasoning squishes egg yolk, ketchup, bread crumbs mixed by hands as cold as winter nights without you here. Soon enough hunger will call me to the table. I’ll savor your favorite meal, your plate my empty heart. Gyroscope Review - page 23 !