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Issue # 6 January 2012
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Angela Hinkle


They're Touching

In the middle of my plate,
split perfectly in thirds,
those tiny pesky peas
have somehow
rolled around the corkscrewed barricades
and jumped the border.
Harmless-looking perky spheres of green
frolic freely and carelessly
amidst the curvaceous ivory folds
of my cheddar cheese rotini.
My seasoned chicken mocks me silently
from her assigned position
knowing that I'm done.
I cannot eat my dinner now,
the components intertwined erotically,
their flavors clashed and mingled.