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Category Archives: doggerel
famine
famine Aborted pebbles, rocks and stones. No fecund land, just desert bones. What use this hollow granary still? What good this craggy mound to till? Dusty plains, forgotten farms, Leathery women with listless arms. Dusty men with empty pockets, Parched … Continue reading
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enfant terrible
birthrebirthrebirthrebirthrebirth I’d like to give birth to myself. Vomit out a tiny little replica of me. A small, helpless thing that adores me. A thing I will raise to be myself. As it grows, I will teach it all the … Continue reading
the righteous shopper
Buy local food grown by local farmers. Buy food that is sustainably grown. Reduce your carbon footprint. Buy local food grown by farmers. Buy food that is sustainable. Reduce your carbon footprint. Buy local food. Buy sustainable food. Reduce your … Continue reading
memories, a postcard
last night in my dream i was a child again in self-made pigtails and ill-fitting clothes awkward and ashamed. you smiled at me I like your braids! you said you look nice in green! and i was happy
possibly the best poem about food
This Is Just to Say by William Carlos Williams I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold William Carlos Williams, … Continue reading
stopping by whole foods on a rainy evening
Stopping by Whole Foods on a Rainy Evening with apologies to Robert Frost Whose foods these are I think I know They live in a distant village though; They will not see me shopping here To watch the registers fill … Continue reading