Cherubs
By THERESA GAYNORD
Wed, 13 May 2020
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Cherubs by Theresa C. Gaynord
There’s abandonment in the night tonight. When fortunes
are spent and love is absorbed into the atmosphere in
an attempt to heal and engage. Cherubs are our little
helpers and like detached spirits of the dead they coat
our senses and feed our souls with discretion,
touching, silent, like the quizzical frown of a pallet
adjusting to coconut milk broth with tomatoes, cabbage,
galangal, lemongrass and cilantro. It may take us mere
mortals a few minutes to see daylight, but we savor in the
advantages of it when we do.
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