Feeding Needs (A Poem for Day 1 of the April PAD Challenge)

We eat moldy bread—

free penicillin,

we say.

Never mind allergic

reactions from the real thing—

it's better than tossing it away,

better, we say

than having nothing at all,

better, we say, yes better.

We forage

in each other’s eyes

for that day—

the better one (we recall all those days).

We say, nothing is better than eating

nothing

with you

if there's nothing
to eat

we eat moldy bread.

Breaking Moldy Bread Can't Break Us

Happy poetry month!

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