“I was just thinking about how famished I was when your plastic sandwich bag jacket caught my eye. You were there looking back at me, red, plump and juicy. I peeled back the lip of the baggie and your fragrance called out to me. This ended the only way that it could….”
Tag: hunger
In an open letter to a piece of king cake that made me want,
“I probably shouldn’t be telling you this, but as soon as I took that bread knife in hand, I knew that my basest desires would be unleashed. I have never felt this way about a piece of food before, but you made a million Prince songs go through my head, most of note ‘Do Me […]