Cooking Lessons

Cooking Lessons

I ate gladly what I was told was good for me
	         what I was told would,
		   and eventually did, make my hair curly
	         what I hoped would,
		   and still might yet, grow me strong.

	Burnt toast.
	Runny eggs.
	Raw garlic.
	Potato skins.

It didn’t occur to me then that my mother,
	         after ten hours of work and
	         years of scalded hands before me,
was too tired to peel away
what surely wasn’t poison.

-Published in RHINO (2015) as an honorable mention in the Founders’ Prize

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