as i recall
there was a pat of butter
thick and round
and wrapped in grease proof paper
labelled welsh salt butter
and on the way back from howell’s shop
with a crusty loaf
you could suck the salt from the butter
through the paper
like a vampire shunning daylight
surreptitious entered my lexicon
and disbelief at the toothmarks
on the loaf
on mum’s tablecloth
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