My relationship

to food is nothing
you'd consider basic
spiced with soy
fish sauce sriracha
vinegar & pink
peppercorns

to vegetables is wild 
abundance in the backyard,  
green coils of sayote
vines, rampant runners 
of sweet potato
& frilled bean

to pain is Sister
Trinitas saying hold out
your fingers & you
should be glad you're not
in purgatory yet as I wait
for the ruler to descend  
 
to love is I didn't know
it's not the end
when there are children
it's not the end when you lose
a house but it's the end when he
asks you to give up yourself


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