Silly Poem – To Be Eaten

A response to Joseph Auslander’s poem: In Envy of Cows Why poeticize about the non-life of a cow, and why the envy? As the cow tastes the edge of August, it licks at the knife edge – that turns the flavour of lush pastures into offal. Tongue fed to the September dogs that yesterday nipped at…

Ribs

    Spare change?   Eyes fixated on an imaginary point ahead, the host moved on.   Ignored him.   Thought about her guests.   How to prepare for their visit.     Barbaric.   He thought.   She couldn’t even look him in the eye.   Couldn’t see the juice, the tears, the potential…