Monday, February 15, 2016

bread and pho

you’ll never get to taste my bread
i’ll never get to use your mixer
just think of the flour fight that might ensue
just think of the cackling of two magpies

i will name a new kind of dough after you
it will have sweetness of dried fruits 
and an over abundance of butter, more butter

we never were shy about fat, you and i
we never believed in limits to our palate
we made others envious of our cuisine

you’ll never eat my pho again
like the time at your parent’s house
we had it stinking of cooking fish sauce
but the kids devoured the food, you smiled

15 february 2015 

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