Chef

2ndJul. × ’11

We know each other like sprinkled garnish
separated from the mint plant it grew from
I do not know your siblings’ names
only where the apple landed—close or far

Separated from the plant from which you came
you are stronger or weaker
alone depending on circumstance

And I am here, mere puppeteer
concocting my increments of difference
hoping for spicing’s power.

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