Breaking Bread
by Barbara Abramik

You and I have this in common: We are both grateful for freshly baked bread

Have I told you it has sustained me as no other solid has

And, you … You may break bread from two loaves daily

While I … I may savor the crumbs you scatter my way sporadically

Have I told you pigeons are my least favourite birds

Barbara Abramik has played with words for as long as she can remember. She's been known to commit them to paper, only to tear them up to smithereens, or set them on fire. She has luckily managed not to burn any structures down in the process. In the past few years she's managed to do more writing, less shredding and virtually no burning.