Say Cheese

Twenty years from now, we may not remember that it was tonight that we talked quietly over cups of tea, watching the light in the ginkgo leaves fade from golden to merely green --
two horrible broken couches
family stories from the depths of time
the colors of the 1970s
culinary adventures, love/hate relationships with vinegar and spice
a three-year-old's limited palate and the betrayed wailing over a stray fragment of jalapeno
the subtle difference between turkey and cranberry, and turkey and grape
-- sipping from cups long grown cold.
When you bite into a cube of Brie and savor the bitter richness across your tongue
I want you to remember my wicked grin:
it tastes of semen.

Tumblr post (this is likely a reblog, and may have more pictures over there)

Posted in full at: http://ift.tt/1pCikxw at June 03, 2014 at 04:30AM
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My tweets

• Tue, 01:01: My fitbit #Fitstats for 6/02/2014: 4,563 steps and 2 miles traveled. http://t.co/gFMrr7qBz6
• Tue, 01:10: I just opened a box full of my reprehensible perfume choices from the last two decades. I regret nothing.
• Tue, 07:43: Dear brain: no, there is no R+ rated sex pollen episode of Tea and Jeopardy, and it would be wrong to write one.
• Tue, 10:48: I woke up with the sex pollen story neatly outlined. The guest star is a Professor Sappho Rimmer, who has traveled in the Pegasus Galaxy.
• Tue, 10:50: (my creative process, she is not subtle.)