Russian teaballs

By Stephanie Ann Barrows

Russian teaballs,

She always called them –

White powdered sugar

Dusted over a lemony

Confection, so

Sweet, I could barely

Stand them over

Time.

Yet, those teaballs

Melted in my mouth

Ever more with

Each nibble, an

Avalanche of flavor

Passing over

My tongue to an

Oft-hungry stomach :

Perfection –

I never recognized it

Until now.