I love well-written stories, poetry that is so undeniably true, you have to close the page and stare at the wall for a few minutes, and sad songs.
I love dodo with anything or just sitting by itself on a plate, in all its glory, when I eat dodo, I believe in God again. I can cook, if the kitchen is well lit, all pots are clean and all the ingredients are an arm’s length away.
What I am not is a poem I wrote and will now share to complete this introduction: