A Poem: Cutting Onion

Andawn F.
Nov 12, 2024
Photo by Mockup Graphics on Unsplash

At first, it was really the onion
Then, with every cut
More and more tears
I started weeping
For real

Crying is always embarrassing
People find different excuses
Some blame the smoke
Some yawn
Or nose blowing
Then, they turn their heads
And say nothing

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Andawn F.
Andawn F.

Written by Andawn F.

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