after the chickpea


(post-hummus-ly),

we dip into more important things;
spring, and the way it tastes on our
skin, silence

and the stories it breathes
true. we award ourselves ever
-after names, the consolation

prizes of never-always,
and the de
-composition of leaving.

 

 


prompted by Quickly.

 

 

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6 Responses to after the chickpea

  1. Takes a little effort but worth the reading! 🙂

    • whimsygizmo says:

      Thank you. 🙂 It helps to know the prompt. It was “posthumus,” which I think might have been a typo of “posthumous” but reminded me of hummus, and also the actual meaning of “humus” is the organic component of soil, as formed by decomposed leaves. So…of course in my wacky brain, it all wanted in there. 😉

  2. Brilliant de!! I love that you went with the angle that first struck me about the prompt…you brought it forward marvelously…I love this…

    “we dip into more important things;
    spring, and the way it tastes on our
    skin, silence

    and the stories it breathes
    true.”

    I could copy/paste the entirety though really. So good to see your words flowing. ♥

  3. Sounds like the ride home after a party with lots of hummus!

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