Soft brown bread easily cut into teeth seek out seeds to split slight crunch of salad green and still a little wet brown spread of pickle just a little, not too strong save strength for the cheese salty and satisfying, addictive simple sandwich uncovering memories of simple times always sunny all the colours seem brighter when I remember family picnics games of rounders wildly swinging the bat I always missed lounging on the green grass gently placing crisps with extreme precision between the soft brown bread
Writing about a sandwich as part of an exercise from Writing Magazine. This was fun!