2 December 2002 | Vol. 2, No. 4
Gastronomy
I lay here in limber fish
(I am not a rice paper kite)
tormented by the wrappers
waiting to embrace me
alas, soak me in exquisite vinegar.
Snuggled against ginger and seaweed
"I wasn't aware of his fondness for sushi."
I tell my platter mate
who at this time
is in a fuzzy
remembrance of his days in the Pacific
induced by approaching death…
About the author:
Nicole Hubbard lives and writes in Louisville, Kentucky with her husband. She has been published in Exquisite Corpse, Moria, Joey and the Black Boots, Shampoo and Comrades Press Anthology. She is currently working on a book length poem concerning an incident in 1933 Le Mans, France.
For further reading:
Browse the contents of 42opus Vol. 2, No. 4, where "Gastronomy" ran on December 2, 2002. List other work with these same labels: poetry.
