The Pancake House 1971

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Pancake House 1971

(in memory of Millicent June King)

Warm syrup trailed

veins of knotted wood,

dim bulbs lit

the bellhop’s sly shadow

on tobacco worn yellow

shades of the backdoor,

grease popped

anxiously from iron pans,

and Grandmother balanced

round trays across the floor

toward three shots

that rang red

in the quietness

of morning.

Shawn R. Jones

Reprinted from Womb Rain

(Finishing Line Press, 2008)

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