Green beans
Yesterday I washed the green beans
Cut off the stem-heavy ends
Heated the oil
Sautéed the garlic
Dropped in the parsley
Loaded the beans in the pot
Threw in a chunk of butter
(for my thighs)
Put the lid on the pot
Yesterday I burned the green beans
The smoke detector started singing
At quarter past three alarming me
Away from the forest of poetry
In which I’d been playing
The smoke-filled kitchen
Shook its walls at my error
I coughed as my throat
Caught the char in the air
A thick layer of tar-black
Beans sizzled in sadness
Later I checked Twitter
On a tired curiosity
Saw CNN’s live updates
At quarter past three –
Chanting mace-streams gun shots
Another pot heated to burning
This morning the house
Reeks of loss
VANESSA SHIELDS, writer 
love this Vanessa! I want some of those beans…
xoxo
having my therapy session now… will call later this afternoon. all is well. xoxo
On Thu, 7 Jan 2021 at 11:36, VANESSA SHIELDS, writer wrote:
> Vanessa Shields posted: ” Green beans Yesterday I washed the green > beansCut off the stem-heavy ends Heated the oilSautéed the garlicDropped in > the parsleyLoaded the beans in the potThrew in a chunk of butter(for my > thighs)Put the lid on the pot Yesterday I burned the green ” >
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Awesome V! Love how you tied the bean burning in with the horror of what happened in Washington! 💚🖤
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What a day, Thanks for sharing your day with us.
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Thank you for reading and responding!
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