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Heather OC: Week 34 of 208

Spaghetti Dinner

~Inspired by Renoir’s Onions (18181) at The Clark


They cut away secrets of the family, peeled

each apart and everyone

in that kitchen cried.


The sauce, so bubbling and ready

on that ancient stove.


Who would want such meat? Red

and over spaghetti, a dinner fit

for the undercroft.


Each bite charged with juicy

garlic bread and the hours spent.


Cook your dreams into steam

clouds, and the bulbs will strike us all.


Simmer down, you warn. No one

wants a girl with an opinion

and that kind of sauce. Al dente -


firm to the touch - and always -


the more you cook, the less

brittle you become, but also

the more easily eaten.

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