Food Poem – What We Might Be, What We Are by X. J. Kennedy
If you were a scoop of vanilla And I were the cone where you sat, If you were a slowly pitched baseball And I were the swing of a bat, If you were a shiny new fishhook And I were a bucket of worms, If we were a pin and a pincushion, We might be… Read More Food Poem – What We Might Be, What We Are by X. J. Kennedy