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Oh, My Brussels Sprouts

Parents’ coaxing with bribes elaborate in kind Close your eyes, plug your nose Hum a tune, pulverized chewing Grab a napkin; hey, look over there

Childhood horrors of coughs, gags, cries Being told to just try some bites You won’t need to eat it next time Or until your youthful mind forgets

Taste bud graduation, eating disorder recovery Textures roll, tastes explode, aftermath basking Fragrantly clothed with an olive oil dressing Sea salt, pepper, tender sprigs of basil

Oh, my Brussels sprouts! Sincere apologies Your size, shape, strength, and purpose Priceless pleasure, healing memories No trades or bribes, more, please!

I was in a serious but ironically silly mood today, so this is what came of it. Thanks for reading.

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Oh, My Brussels Sprouts

Do you have childhood food memories that traumatized your taste buds and now spark them to dance?

Oh, My Brussels Sprouts

Hello! I am Nicole.

Welcome to my profile — November 2021

Mosaic Poetry Collection

These are thoughts and themes brought together to tantalize your senses and stir your emotions.

Join Medium with my referral link - Nicole Sponsel

As a Medium member, a portion of your only $5/mo membership fee goes to writers you read, and you get full access to every story…

What If We Unravelled Spaghetti

a poem and a childhood dream