I seem to be writing a lot about bad food recently.

The Salad

You see where it touched
the dirt, there and there.
The radishes resemble dried
blood. The dressing is clotted,
full of whitish chunks and
brown specks. Occasionally,
a tomato cries out.

It is good for you, this salad.
It will make you grow
differently inside. Grow until
your skins stretches and peels,
grow until your eyes burst
and run down your cheeks.

We are asking that you eat this.
We are your parents and we are
asking you this.