The starvation climbed up my throat-
threatening to spew from my mouth.
The greed lodged itself under my fingernails, begging to claw, to reach the wants, the needs, the yearnings.
the music boomed in my ears-
deafening me from all logic and reason-love clouded my judgement-
He bombarded my mind.
Dreams steered my heart and abandonment guided my steps.
Among it all...I was at peace.
for chaos was the blinding light that was my comfort.
~
burrata with crushed cherries and pistachios
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Last summer, a friend came to a barbecue and said, “We had soccer and then
a birthday party and I had no time to make anything but I brought this” and
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