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(25 July 1956)

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Buono

The waiter brought me a plate of gnocchi.
The gnocchi did not look like plump, rippled silk
fairy cocoons limned with liquid sunlight
and gold-dusted by Tinkerbell’s wand,
or smell like manna from Mt Olympus.
It looked and smelt like gnocchi with cheese sauce,
which was great because that was exactly what I’d ordered.
I started eating.
After five minutes, there seemed to be more than I’d started with.
I ploughed on.
The gnocchi filled my stomach, spilled
over the top and slid down through my knees.
I had to kick off my shoes as the little
dumplings inflated my toes one by one.
The overflow tumbled into my arms.
My skin took on a quilted appearance.
My fingers puffed up so that I could barely hold my fork.
It fell into the sauce and I scrabbled
with both hands to retrieve it.
My fingers looked like plump, rippled silk
fairy cocoons limned with liquid sunlight
and gold-dusted by Tinkerbell’s wand.
They smelt like manna from Mt Olympus.
I finished.
My hands were now so heavy, I couldn’t use them at all
so I had to lower my face to the table to lick my plate.
The waiter kindly brought two white fingerbowls, filled
with clear water and stuffed a swollen hand into each.
Now my fingers looked like bathing cherubs.
The waiter waited for me to leave.
I said, “I’m sorry, I can’t move.”
He said, “That’s quite alright.”
While he waited, the waiter
kindly spoon-fed me with sweet gelato.

Submitted: Friday, May 24, 2013
Edited: Friday, May 24, 2013


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  • Lyn Paul (7/10/2013 11:05:00 PM)

    Very funny write and worth saving

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  • Danny Draper (6/1/2013 4:27:00 AM)

    A tale of being sated on pasta or overloaded and ever so slightly Mr Creosote (I hope not) , but being spoon fed at the end, and just one more petite wafer and I'm not so sure. An interesting write with some lovely descriptive imagery.

  • Valsa George (5/30/2013 12:01:00 PM)

    With Val I must also tell that your imagination runs bizarre! Very very interesting! !

  • David Wood (5/30/2013 8:37:00 AM)

    This is original, Ill give it 10 for pure imagination!

  • Valerie Dohren (5/25/2013 4:24:00 AM)

    Your imagination gets more and more bizarre Diane - quite a story, and I enjoyed reading. Never eat gnocchi myself, and after reading this, I don't think I'll bother. Good one.

  • Leslie Philibert (5/24/2013 9:58:00 AM)

    Like this - original...

  • Captain Cur (5/24/2013 8:56:00 AM)

    Reservation for one please! I would like the angle hair pasta with tinkerbell sauce.
    Well if I am going to eat a cherub, I hope it is not my own.
    A finger popping, gnocchi licking, Mt. Olympus stomach whipping

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