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. Â 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.
THE OPPOSITE OF HUNGER
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. Â Thank you!)
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