Tagged: food

perhaps love goes hand

perhaps love goes hand
in hand with fear – i would love
to take another

bite, but laces and zippers
and new commitments, to boot
.
20170603:2251
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i said that where i

i said that where i
come from
, biscuits
are a food group –
you said there must be
a crossover
somewhere, a continuity
point where the
airiness of biscuits
and scones
are equal,
a singularity
.
20170505:2359
y

i am waiting for

you have no snacks in

you have no snacks in
your apartment
, my mom says
this in the tone of

a scolding, and i am all
at once embarrassed and proud
.
20170405:2056
y

it’s true, we have to

it’s true, we have to
work on both the content and
the delivery –

day after day, the carelessness
extends, the words oxidize
.
20170404:0756
y

there are chapters of

there are chapters of
my heart that require
fried chicken – yes,
i am asking you
to forgive me
for these dog-eared,
oil-stained pages –
they are most delicious
.
20170303:0755
y

i started the morning off

i started the morning off
with chocolate. no one
has to know unless i
somehow give it away,
warn you, for example,
that the irresistibly smooth,
buttery caramel center
was a lie, or that always
eat your chocolate
at room temperature,
especially truffles
,
does not cover all rooms
since you’ve went away.
at any rate, there is one
less person to count the
remaining pieces,
no one has to know
.
20170219:1102
y