for Stacey Harwood We are not used to thinking food has a past. Of its picaresque travels – its days of being manhandled, its…
It didn’t take me long to fall for you what the ethereal eye beholds in ascension half moon crescent earth O media luna de…
. . . but the promise of a moment of spices luxurious uncontainable how will i remember your embrace? how will i remember your…
Smooth skinned orange interior exterior heart-shaped your pull more intense than gravity adamant kiss wet on wet textures in-between your sweetness croons of days…
The month of May brings us a poem of the month as well as a poet of the month—enjoy The Feast, a poem in…
The month of May brings us a poem of the month as well as a poet of the month—enjoy The Feast, a poem in…
I remember tearing the fibers from the stalk. Remember the rush of warm sweetness and how it lingered on the tip of my tongue.…
The month of May brings us a poem of the month as well as a poet of the month—enjoy The Feast, a poem in…
dump spicy meat, corn, chili beans and shredded cheddar into cheap tortillas and serve with many beers to cook and be not just one…