This piece was inspired by Mackenzie Davis's Grocery List Challenge. Since mine is not actually a list, I doesn't quite fit the prompt. But that's okay. Thanks for the inspiration Mackenzie.
I went to the world market
with a simple grocery list
of milk, eggs, flour, fruit
and maybe some beef.
To make myself a comfort meal
with sweets and fruits and stew.
A simple task, for a simple meal,
for a simple life.
But when I arrived,
the cherries were sour.
The raspberries had mold.
And when I slipped on the container of spilt milk,
I heard a loud boom before I hit the floor.
I saw lights flash above me,
and I swear someone was frying popcorn
in a pan as big as the sky.
Then when I looked up through the powered haze of the broken bags of flour,
the bulls were running roughshod through the market,
while lambs hid behind transparent walls
that fell like eggshell towers
into a sticky macabre mixture of mashed strawberries and cocoa jelly.
And as I watched a crying girl seek refuge behind those eggshell towers while she picked pomegranate seeds from her face,
While the oblivious went about their business and shopped their comfort items, for their simple meals, for their simple lives,
For that little girl,
and for the long-lost memory of my grandmother’s raisin bread.
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