Culinary Courage

Being brave was eating her dad’s cooking;
being suicidal was eating at McDonald’s–
the latter being just a slow, gelatinous death.
With that kind of suicide,
you could still go to heaven–
not through the pearly gates perhaps,
but through the thresholds of the golden arches.

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