
Our tires crackle on the driveway
I spill out of the back seat, muscles stiff
The screen door hinge whines
Big soft arms emerge to pull us inside
A gasp - “You got so big!
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The screen door snaps behind
Fantom scent of a cigarette smoked
Mud room, slop sink, laundry soap aroma
Jokes, laughter, and “How was the drive?”
Then “Wadayuz wanna eat?”
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Ham, salami, capicola, but it’s the onions
That take over the air in the kitchen
Bright and ugly green and orange vinyl
Creaks and squeaks like improvisational jazz
Happy, loud, and crowded
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Leslie Writes
Another struggling millennial. Writing is my creative outlet and stress reliever.
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Comments (10)
Lovely, Leslie!!! You had me at "tires crackle on the driveway." It brings back childhood memories!!!💖💖💕
Lovely, Leslie!!! You had me at "tires crackle on the driveway." It brings back childhood memories!!!💖💖💕
This was so nostalgic! Like a warm hug! Very beautifully written!
This really well done. I think you covered everything.
This is so good, Leslie!! I can totally sense it all from your descriptions! ❤️❤️
Amazing! Everything about this made me feel like I was there. Something about "Bright and ugly green and orange vinyl" tho that really spoke to my senses and nostalgia 😅
I feel like I'm there! x
Awesome Leslie ❤️😉📝💯
love this! actually working on asimilar idea for the challenge! about going to my Nonna's! great job!
A symphony of senses. I'm right there. Well done!