food prepared with love
breaking bread with friends, my loves
fire-warmth fills hearts
About the Creator
ali
a tangled mess of thoughts. occasionally a clear one bursts through. how about writing things in a public forum? seems wise.
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Violence Begets
"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
By Adam Diehl4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
Yum, the food in that photo looks tasty. This poem reminded me how much I love potlucks.
A nice meal shared with loved ones always melts the ice. Great haiku!