Fried Black Bananas
Fried black bananas
white sweet goat cheese
thick pale and yellowing like an old wound
Shiny crinkled scabbing edging the the grill-marks where
burnt Brown sugar
hardened in seared heat
One finger plucked from the tree
and caught in an iron press
Bled out on a grimy blue plate
because grandma's sink is broken.
This poem is about:
Me