I hold my pain between my teeth
sinking into its slug-like skin,
its smooth eyeless body flailing like a fish:
slowly.
Its insides clear and liquid
bring the taste of canola oil and ash
as they drip down my chin.
Once limp I let it fall
into a skillet
fry it in baby fat and basil leaves,
throw in sliced onion and bits of garlic,
a pinch of ground pepper,
dip it in ginger sauce,
chew the head
then swallow the rest.
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Submission Name: Carved My Name into Your Side
