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Furr's Cafeteria

Last night

I overcooked the broccoli

that had already begun

to go south.

That hasn't happened for years-

I thought I'd be pretty upset about it.

But I wasn't.

Because it reminded me

of Furr's Cafeteria,

dried out raspberry Jell-O

and how we use to go to Furr's

when Grandma Carole and

Grandpa Mickey would come to visit.

Hard plastic trays

with fake wooden veneer

sliding across the bars

below the sneeze guard

and Grandpa Mickey's laugh

as he asked for the bigger piece of apple pie.

Eagerly, I popped a piece in my mouth

but the heat of it made the memory fade

because the broccoli I remember from Furr's

was always soggy and cold.

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