I love me an ode! Ode to Spatula I love how you don’t meltin atrocious heatflat-bed functionslide over & flip fancy I love how you let melove tap pancake topsomelet foldsbuttered bread I love how you reachmake changemove nourishmentprotect it from burning I will never use you asa weaponthat was a different youin a different… Continue reading POEM A DAY – April 24
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POEM A DAY – April 5
Clementines my son peels a clementinein one fell swoop, the orangepocked skin hanging likea torn remnant. I tell him I don’t really likeclementines. He says writea poem about how youdon’t really like clementinesthen he walks to the kitchenand puts the peel in thefood recycle bin andeats the tangy bulbous bits. My tastebuds lift, turn away,at… Continue reading POEM A DAY – April 5
Holiday Time
I have no idea what day of the week it is. I know the number, 26, but I don't know what day it is because my body has lost all feelings in this regard. You too? It's sooo bizarre! I mean, if I feel any day in my body it's Saturday. One loooong Saturday. I… Continue reading Holiday Time
VANESSA SHIELDS 