Pan Dulce (Sweet Bread)
Michelle Tovar
Fragrant baskets
a ritual offering to familia.
Mama always preferred,
conchas—
pink dome shaped
delicacies.
Sweet toothed Papa
blissfully enjoyed
the gooey
core of a warm pineapple empanada.
P
Abuela,
kept to her brittle orejas
and black coffee.
And my smiling lips,
coated in sweet crystals,
full from buttery galletas.
Panza llena, corazón contento.