Poetry

My First Christmas Dinner

I gorged on my first
Christmas dinner
umbilically
I must have gorged
birthed around nine
pounds of chubby
cherubim
not much later
Was there turkey?
Gravy?
Maybe
There is a certain
sameness to foods
poured through the cord
Some say tastes are
acquired in the womb
I’ll eat anything
in the room

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