Saute
snap cloves of garlic
under the blade
of my most dangerous
knife, highly addictive
as popping bubble-wrap.
Fevered stars hop
fast, dance in cast-iron,
our brave mouths kiss
hearty with pungent taste.
Venus sizzles imperative,
hungry in the night kitchen.
Tess Kincaid
March 2011
Posted over on her site Willow Manor
Listed as #1 over on Magpie Tales 56
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