Poem, Food, Cooking, Danger Kitchens, The Dog Was Fine
One Love
July 20, 2024
stop kissing the chef
do you see this hot oil
down, down, oh gods
you’ll eat soon enough
what are you doing
back, sit, oh gods
mom, mom, help
dog’s on fire again
where’s my fries
oh gods
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I had a 13lb puddle dog, you see. Who was a starving stray at the beginning, and who figured out how to stove surf. Very small, mostly safe dog fires occurred, and my food was stolen more than once.
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