many chicken wings
she could eat
in one sitting.
she wasn't a large
woman,
more wiry than big.
bones were flying all over
the place.
i could see the frown on
the poor waiter's face
as he carried over another
tray of spicy korean wings
and a stack of paper towels.
there was hot sauce
all over her face. dripping off
her chin.
her eyes were popping
out of her head
and sweat rolled down
her cheeks.
have one, she'd say,
these wings are delicious.
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