Hummus, or: Posthumous

My 1st Zéjel There's raw, deep sage honey for bread; Freshly churned sweet butter to spread; 'Course, some prefer beet jam instead... Some love their tart tidbits with tea; Take doughy plot holes with coffee; Relish fruit bars, nutty toffee... ~ It's stale, corny flavors I dread. For clichés some pour out their purse; Favor… Continue reading Hummus, or: Posthumous