food poems

✨ No Small Thing

The smell of baking bread ...

Nov 26

Tart and sweet ...

Nov 21

✨ At the Arby’s—Six State-Lines from Home

The truth was hard to find ...

Nov 14

✨ After Apple-Picking

I let it fall and break ...

Nov 12

✨ Going for Ice Cream

we're on our way...

Jun 3

✨ Aubade for Birds

not allowed to write poems...

May 3

✨ The Physics of Falling Mangoes

no formula to adjust...

Apr 18

✨ Woodstock Honey

always the whim...

Mar 11

✨ Moonlit Apples

gather the silver streams...

Feb 1

Sometimes all it takes...

May 26, 2023

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