Poetry, notes, and marginalia by William Michaelian
lieber William Jasmin...
self-portrait without words
As a kidI never didlike broccolithe limp waymy mother killed itbeyond deatha pinched nosedown the hatchor forever to situnder her gazeof displeasure
self-portrait with wordsorthe broccoli confession
Sorry....you just kinda looked like broccoli, with a pinched nose. It worked. Although, I have discovered BBQ broccoli. YUMMMY! Crisp!
Let me know when it comes out in chip form. It might be good with dip and beer.
lol. Just deep fry it. Seems to work for most things men don't like.
Picturing now a deep-fried broccoli booth at the county fair...
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lieber William Jasmin...
self-portrait without words
As a kid
I never did
like broccoli
the limp way
my mother killed it
beyond death
a pinched nose
down the hatch
or forever to sit
under her gaze
of displeasure
self-portrait with words
or
the broccoli confession
Sorry....you just kinda looked like broccoli, with a pinched nose. It worked. Although, I have discovered BBQ broccoli. YUMMMY! Crisp!
Let me know when it comes out in chip form. It might be good with dip and beer.
lol. Just deep fry it. Seems to work for most things men don't like.
Picturing now a deep-fried broccoli booth at the county fair...
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