Lucky charms


Part 72 of the 73-part series called "moon photos"

I never liked them, if I’m being honest.
The marshmallows are too sweet
And the cereal wooden. I couldn’t eat
Them quickly enough to make it through a bowl.
I remember my aunt’s house overlooking
The lake. I ate them in the kitchen. The light
Broke through the window like a thief.
I dropped the bowl. It shattered. Not so lucky
Anymore, she said. The open window gaped.