Squirrels
Frogs
Turtles
Pigeons and Doves
Blue Gill
Rabbit liver sausage
I don’t think of a wild turkey as cute
I want to eat him
Believe me when I tell you I could
Cook a Raccoon so that you would forget
How smart he was
Caviche
Fish Tacos
Snails and grass shrimp kicking
with lime juice
Abelone
Crabs
Rock fish on the beach
Blackened on coals and wrapped
In a banana’s leaf
I once went on a diet where I could eat
Only as many ants as I could catch
I once ate nothing but wild black raspberries
For four days and I remembered
What pooping is supposed to be
I am sometimes transported to that scene
In every Steinbeck novel where the old man
With his weathered face and leathery hands
Prepares a meal on the rocky coast of the pacific
Fishing in tidal pools for his meat
Making a salad of kelp greens and citrus
But he can get no sugar from the sea
So he is compelled to filch candy from the corner store
He can’t help himself
He needs it..
