Poetry Challenge: Edibles

by Rana

Poetry challenge: Monorhyme.

My stomach can’t keep the pace

with my chomping jaws. Nothing goes to waste

in this household; always the race

to grab the wishbone and crack the case

of beer, not for football but the grace

of gliding silver skates

upon the frozen pond. What are the stakes

tonight? Nothing much. But it takes

more than one period to pry the last slice of cake

from my hands and drive away.


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