why don't you freeze it

i made way too much soup.

gallons.

i stare

at the monstrous pot

of chicken noodle soup

and sigh.

i can't give it away.

i think about pouring it

into the woods, but

my neighbor becky might

see me doing so,

and there would be

hell to pay.

i put it on the stove and stir.

turning on the burner.

maybe one more bowl.

i call betty and ask her

if she wants to come over

and have some.

she says no, and then

she says why don't you

freeze it. wrap it and put

it in the freezer.

which is her answer for

everything i cook.