It takes time for the

tea to heat up.

Until it does,

don’t pay mind to the outside sounds,

screaming, spitting, spewing, obscenities that could

crumble mothers’ hearts like

lavender-lemon pies, fumbled between fingertips that

finally learned the meaning of



Only about a minute more.

Maybe mixed with honey and brown sugar,

and to eat, something warm and sweeter yet,

you will remember that outside sounds

stay put on the

other side of the window.