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Today is my son’s birthday.

I had been trying to describe hunger in a simile to a friend.
I told her that hunger is like close range gunfire.   It scares my body that much.

Today, in thinking about a metaphor which describes my son,
I realized that he is exactly the opposite of hunger to my body.

He is delicious.


My son is
the opposite of hunger.

My son is
a layer cake

—so many layers!—
with sweet cream between

(this is a rough draft…please respect my (c) 2014.  Thank you!)

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