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Comfort Food (Free verse) by jessicazee

A being can crawl into a kreplach Or expand within a stuffed shell Fists clenched, rageless. Blintz bliss in a girdle of papery crepe - A snug lumpia in hand Softens a beast in the body. A vessel, full filled, becomes Pillows for smallest children, Vital hugs, dumplings. A breast, a pierogi Embraced by slender Rinds of vellum and pulp. To be or to ravioli, The pot stickers Have answers, have nature.

jessicazee 22-Oct-02/10:44 AM
I live on the shores of Lake Michigan. Lots of toothsome delights here. Explain your gravity monsters? Matzo balls? I am having a little fun.




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