conversation
relaxation
silence
appreciation
conversation
relaxation
a long goodbye
until tomorrow
conversation
relaxation
silence
appreciation
conversation
relaxation
a long goodbye
until tomorrow
Porridge. Honey. Nuts.
Jet engines in the background.
Small bubble of calm.
Lagoon risotto.
Tourists lost along canals.
Holiday begins.
Fisherman catches,
his wife and sons are cooking.
Now we feel at home.
She said if she were a food, she would be a red raw steak.
She said if she were a drink, she would be red wine so we could age together.
I said I was a vegetarian teetotaller.
Then, just quickly enough, I said I was only joking.
On the shopping list, you wrote “plum toms”.
I read, and bought, “plantains”.
How we laughed.
Until I bit into my sandwich.