Odds Maybe not the redbudsthat barely made it through the winterand now cloud the sky with purple,but running into a friendin a shop in…
My retirement plan is a giant peachfuzzy, plump, and perfect for canning,braising, freezing, drying in slices. I’d fashion a peach leatherjacket, sunset ombre over…
These are the days we wish for,we devour them like pans of Paella––each ingredient passionately procured.We chop and stir, perfect the rice and peppers,bring…
A Villanelle On Cooking at Home Ingredients are laid out across the counter,time twistedup in aprons and cutting boards. Thyme twistedwith patiencebrewed in stocks…
Picking String Beans It’s almost the Great Depression,not quite the Grapes of Wrath.Mama, my sister, brother and I climb into an open-back,wood-panel truck on…
That hamburger from hellIt did not go down wellWho knew a fast-food orderCould wreak gastric disorder? The lettuce was too squishyThe patty tasted fishyThe…
La Cocina The aroma of garlic and oniongarlic and parsleygarlic and buttergarlic in everything, it’s the foundation floods the walls, it soaksinto the teeththe…
Wake up on Saturday and doom scroll through the endless barrage of colors and textures anddopamine orgasms of a too-quick-cut-too-bright-lit bowl of smearing yogurt,…
unbound, he is his own person, with hiccupsgrowing fast and fathomless into bibs, calledneckerchiefs too, each of a different shape orsize, soaks the spills…