This National Poetry Month(NPM), I am writing and sharing original poems about food, family and feasts. Sundays will be a day to reshare a poem from the past. A list of links to previous poems is HERE.
Today’s poem is from Two Sylvias Press. It was to write about a phobia. Of course, I went in search of food oriented phobias: turophobia, cibophobia, and xocalotophobia.
bring Paydays only
~jone rush macculloch (2020, draft)