Tuesday, December 1, 2020

Christmas Fudge by Lauren Scharhag

She rises even earlier
on Christmas Day
to begin preparing: 
farm table laden with ham,
scalloped potatoes, hot rolls, 
pies, fudge;
small gifts neatly wrapped.
Then she waits 
beside the fire,
watching the road.
Outside, snow falls
on the vanishing prairie.






Lauren Scharhag is the author of fourteen books, including Requiem for a Robot Dog (Cajun Mutt Press) and Languages, First and Last (Cyberwit Press). Her work has appeared in over 150 literary venues around the world. Recent honors include the Seamus Burns Creative Writing Prize, three Best of the Net nominations, and acceptance into the 2021 Antarctic Poetry Exhibition. She lives in Kansas City, MO. To learn more about her work, visit: www.laurenscharhag.blogspot.com



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