A Home Cook's Journal of Tastes & Morsels
I forgot I made tea. I lost track of it. (I dried all of the ingredients) –lemon, mint, rose– and it sat on the counter, unnoticed. For months. Between rolls of the dice, I turned and recalled, “I’ve made my own tea before, you know.” [splatter of numbers on the table] + he claps long-thumbed…
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Be velvet. Be so softsorichsolush that anything other than love and kind and admiration just turns to space [see: a bulbous spider consumes the trapped within its fibers in an episode of This Is The Other Side] Be sodamnfull it transforms the rest to either nothingness, or smooth sweet cloud cream fluff atop sugar and…
What if we wonder, Does it come easily? and not in the way that inaction might, or giving up, or remaining uninvolved [because all of those may be the more complicated option at some point, depending on the circumstances] Instead, does it come easily? as in, Does it come out of you like breath, returning…
Every once in a while, the faded parts resurface, and there is love. Right ankle crossed over the left, big toe balanced and slanting. Upright. Leaning. This is how we say goodbye. I have heard that we are all just bits and bobs held together by what we believe. That we can change, because we…
My bad. Well, actually. How about a lesson in: Accountability. see/do: Oops! I made peanut butter batter to swirl into the brownies. Fuck, I really didn’t mean to make them richer and more delicious. God, I was even planning to eat healthfully today. What a knucklehead I am for doing this thing that I openly…
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