Tag: food writing
When I Was Given Lemons
Let lemons harden. Sour will remain in tact. Turned to ornaments.
(1) Check pesto for nuts. (2) Pine over aromas. Stir. (3) Top salmon and rice.
Sweet, ripe fruit of love All things spoil at some point Gentle love hurts most
I truly felt thin. My skin gripped. My head dizzy. Hunger’s tricking me.
Warmest French Bread
I am the River Moldau collecting beneath crossed ankles. I am the sideways push to get out from your path. I am you, stained grey-air ash. I am warmest French bread and condensation on the plate. Me and the droplets waiting for spreadable Everything’s Better Butter.