Served Right


A night of profound expression, begins with the right set up. The right attire, the right utensils and the succulent meal that will bring out shared memories through a lifetime. The dance begins as each of us sway to set up the table, to prepare the meal, warm the ingredients to perfection with a hint of blandness only its receiver would enjoy. The meal ready and the spoon with every careful and attentive inflection curves around the dish making sure to grasp the right amount of food. It aims at its target as it waves and encourages the loved one to open up to a new taste. The lips open wide, the spoon lunges forward tasted in wonder, but quickly rejected leaving the cook and the helper drenched in bland baby cereal.


2 responses »

  1. I love the deceptive and oh so poetic stories you weave in such succinct fashion. I can never predict where it will land. That’s my favorite kind of story. Keep it up. 🙂

  2. Thank you, the hard part is keeping it up, especially if that’s mostly the style I’ve been writing. I might mix things up in the future, we shall see. 🙂 thank you for your support.

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