Half-cooked poems for dinner

A mid-week treat to delight your senses 🧡

zucchini blossoms

I’ll be serving a buffet of
half-cooked poems
for dinner

raw onions
sizzling salmon to purple skin
broccoli bronds
once green with life
now charred
burnt coal bushy ends

a stack
of unappealing kitchen assistants
a red plastic bowl for peanut sauce,
bumbu sate
15 bricks in the refrigerator
a rolling pin covered in
mashed potato cream
silken soft, dripping gooey

a spoon
wet with soy sauce, yum
soy makes my nights
joyous
i could have it for breakfast
gluttonous
glug glug glug
garlic cloves
diced squares of pleasure
bursting with promise
make everything better

the stove
an altar of sacrificial offerings
pots and pans clanging
music for mum’s ears
her knife's edge hums against
tender vegetable flesh

we scoop the last bit of soup
always the yummiest
& call it a night

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