Tagged: kitchen

for a southerner,

for a southerner,
not many words ring more soundly
than catfish nuggets

coming from the vicinity
of mama’s magical kitchen
.
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dad searches for mom’s

dad searches for mom’s
cooking in every city
where she doesn’t have

a kitchen, comes home famished
as if no one tried to feed him
.
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when sugar plums show

when sugar plums show
up in mama’s kitchen, we
fire up the oven,

readying ourselves for a
treat, sweet morsels for long days
.
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listening to old

listening to old
taiwanese songs in mom’s kitchen,
reaching towards an

old ache, real and imagined,
melancholy in our bones
.
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harvesting the grape

harvesting the grape
tomatoes before the last
autumn rain – a glimpse

into a future of waiting,
telling fortunes in the kitchen
.
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thai chili peppers

thai chili peppers
from our garden onto the
kitchen counter, just

waiting for time to help them
change into their red leather coats
.
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more often than not,

more often than not,
we experiment with our
kitchen discards – one

out of three, okay, maybe
five, is not too, too shabby
.
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blue tongues, blue lips, blue

we should thank god for

there are scrolls to

there are scrolls to
each of the world’s
regions tucked into
our kitchen drawer
we unfurl them, two
or five at a time
over bowl, pan,
or pot, tasting
the mysteries
.
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