Stephen Howard


Teres Major - Poem by Stephen Howard

trim the silver to make gold
a perfect cut
never with flesh
but of the connecting tissue
so take your knife
slid it underneath
push it through
then with one smooth fillet
cut the fat
and throw it in the trash can behind you
even if that hole is claimed

Topic(s) of this poem: cooking


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 27, 2015



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