Food, before bed – a question
If you could eat anything in the world right now, what would it be?
We ask each other this as our bodies warm under the dog-haired duvet
Somehow envisioning our desired food before bed helps the sheep come quicker
Oh, such comfort brings food…even when it’s imagined
Tonight, it’d be a hot cinnamon bun so slathered in icing I couldn’t see the bread
The cinnamon so intense it’d fill the air like a spice storm &
A hot coffee in a Paris cafe – tonight I’d add a place too
Add the sound of rain on cobblestone
Add laughter for its power to connect beyond language
If you could eat anything in the world right now, what would it be?
VANESSA SHIELDS 