there's no more time for wet clay work in my ceramics class so my hands were glad that i chose to make cinnamon rolls soft and sticky dusted with sugar, walnuts, and cinnamon i don't know whether they'll rise enough tonight whether they'll be fluffy as hoped or dense as my usual bread endeavors i … Continue reading relishing
Tag: eatable
said the pie thief to the pie
which windowsill did i find you on? what gave me the audacity to reach for you? how could anyone resist your warm promise of sweetness? how did i not notice for so long? i marvel at the sudden intensity of what had rested there so quietly some wind changed and the shift sent me chasing … Continue reading said the pie thief to the pie
dessert [revised]
Small, squishy, white balls. I think about her tiny fingers molding dough into little white balls next to me as we sat on the floor, the sun coming through the very small window. My eyes weren’t very good and the dark wood cabinets ate up much of the light, but the dough was easy to … Continue reading dessert [revised]
if love were food
Too much dessert makes you sick meat makes you shit starch makes you constipated-- I want to be a salad with just the right amount … Continue reading if love were food
narinda heng 