2 tastes like sun-warmed
garden peas scooped directly from pod…
Food
drive left-handed,
right thumb and first finger
roll pills from sticky rice film,
residue dries to fingertips…
I’ve saved my fork from sliding
down into the depths of ramen…
was the blue I think
blueberries are…
you melt like a feather
you leave a trail behind,,,
Are you aware of the phenomenon
whereby one watches
television shows and craves
the food the characters are eating…
today I am a stale biscuit,
difficult to chew…
You don’t need a muse,
what you need is at least
one person you go do fun
activities with, visit the zoo…
Nora wouldn’t look at Charlie.
He couldn’t know how the wind screaming at the corners of the house had already torn the shutters off her…
follow the directions they said
the brownies would bake fine they said…
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