the word fusion
scares you
when it comes to food.
Cuban
with Chinese,
thai with
Italian.
leave it alone.
don't put
quail's eggs
on my rice ball.
I want my spaghetti
with sausage,
not eel,
or sea weed.
keep my steak
and potatoes pure,
don't let
those octopus
legs
show up on the plate,
stuck too
my green beans.
Saturday, August 6, 2016
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