Cooking #Journey #Divorce #Poetry

i have no one
to cook for
even if i
am at least
half to blame
i didn’t ask for this
chilis and stews
roasted tenderloins
collect in my refrigerator –
a mounting tomb
of the life
i once lived

© 2020 Jason A. Muckley

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