Whole 30

After a winter of gluttony & grief
I'm back on plan for good this time.
I’ve ballooned to a specific kind of ugly
 
the kind you hope to hide
with body spray. But it gets worse
after a winter of gluttony & grief.
 
I’ve shown up for meatballs. For lemons
whipped to weeping. Now I land my balloon
for the specific kind of ugly
 
salad oil is. Happy date night, darling.
Happy coconut water + nutritional yeast.
After this winter of gluttony & grief
 
spring comes, stabbing her hard stem
of anger in the throat. Even garlic scapes
are flat balloons, their ugliness specific
 
as my penmanship: green tubes of spice
& hate. My body speaks the ugly testament
that took all winter. It says: Gluttony & grief
balloon, darling. Only kindness is specific.

Kiki Petrosino, "Whole 30" from Witch Wife.  Copyright © 2017 by Kiki Petrosino.  Reprinted by permission of Sarabande Books, Inc.
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