Favorite dinners may not be what you need,After all.I'd love to eat chinese food every single day,But,I'd get sick over time and gain enough weight to hate myself all over again.Smiling my way into a hospital visit isn't worth as much as sucking my teeth at a plate of vegetables my tastebuds aren't accustomed to.But,As... Continue Reading →
Spartans Must Eat Well
Veggies.They're quite healthy for you in case you've forgotten.I get it,It's hard to remember that when you're in front of ice-cream cake,Lasagna,Pasta,Maybe a hot dog with ketchup,Onions,And a whole lot of Vodka!But…Stop!And,Smell the roses.Or,Should I say,,Stop,And,Smell the peppers toastin'.It's all a matter of how you choose to fix the plate you could afford to cook... Continue Reading →
Freewrite #8: Freshly Squeezed
All an exhausted man wanted that moment was a medium sized drink.Spinach.Kale.Blueberries.Banana.Honey.Cinnamon.No sugar.And some freshly squeezed orange juice.Took a look at the menu inside the café and noticed it was 7 bucks to create my own to boot. The Cashier looked at me and said,"$12 dollars!"And,While handing him a $20 bill,I was just so confused...... Continue Reading →
Rhubarb I Wouldn’t Eat
Lost in the winds of time. Caressed by turbulent flows of emotional rhubarb between myself and what I used to be. Accepting the seeds I've planted within soil out of reach for my demons. Conquering this tug-of-war I've promised myself to win at all cost, Willing to pay the price it takes. Even if I... Continue Reading →
Sour Patch Men
Spit the kind of bars where the whole room will wine. Inside of a glass house I'm breaking through with lines, Punches you could not avoid as I bruise your eyes. With all the fruits of life. Food from thy, While I move in stride. I choose to die! In the name of every poem... Continue Reading →