scallion oil noodles

Stanza 1

Coming home late from work

When I got home

There was still light in the dim roo

thick white smoke out of kitchen

It was grandma making scallion oil noodles

Stanza 2

beads of sweat on her forehead

the hand holding the spatula turning red

her hunched back seems more than it was

Stanza 3

With kind smile, she bent down

brought it up

The noodles in the white bowl

drizzled with boiling scallion oil sauce.

The golden scallion in the hot oil,

release a smoky aroma that seeps through the the noodles.

Stanza 4

This was my favorite flavor

Since I was a child.

When I was little, my grandma would sprinkle a few sesame seeds on the noodles

gently say that it would be delicious

only when mixed well.

My eyes couldn’t help but moisten.

beads of sweat on her forehead

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