Tag: #food

• #078: where the food is (an acrostic)

  Frozen no more, but chilled to perfection Remnants of Tuesday’s feast lay idle in tupperware I open and close, procrastinate, open and close Doors filled with condiments and plant milk Glass shelves stained by loose coriander and limes Every so often spring onions winter from a fickle thermostat.

  leona allen

  July 23, 2021

  #100repchallenge, poetry

  #100repchallenge, #acrostic, #acrosticpoem, #campnanowrimo, #food, #poetry, #procrastination