One Last Chicken Wing

a poem

Photo by Peter Pham on Unsplash

Growing up in scarcity
ㅤwe did not waste food;
ㅤwe scraped that plate clean.

My triumph
ㅤof saving that one last chicken wing,
ㅤjust one,
ㅤㅤnot enough for a side dish
ㅤㅤfor another day as “meal prep”
ㅤㅤtoo weird a concept
ㅤㅤfor a little snack
ㅤis HUGE —
ㅤㅤeven if you may not think it.

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