Defenestration

Bashing Broccoli by Ida Duplantier

A hundred beady eyes of green Look up at me. I’m filled with doubt. I know this stuff is sick and MEAN. I’m hungry but I’ll do without. Those steamy stems spur silent cries And though I try to be discreet, The barf begins to rise… and rise… I force it down. I WANT to [...]