If Robert Frost Were as Lazy as I.
The hell are you? I think I know,
but I could be mistaken though,
for freezer-burn works to obscure
that which you were three months ago.
I almost think I can recall
a stir-fry made in early fall
that fell behind the ice-cream tubs
joining some frozen food cabal.
The answer now for which I strive
in eating you: will I survive?
The Safeway is so far away;
too lazy to attempt the drive.
But I recall as courage thins,
my college mantra so begins:
that soy-sauce covers many sins,
that soy-sauce covers many sins.
Why We Should Not Share Food
The final avocado
I sit on the counter,
blackened
by time and
the etiquette of communal food-sharing
no one will break.
Ethical Dilemmas in the Supermarket
Becoming vegan:
I know it’s the right thing, but
Tillamook cheddar.
