Another response to a dVerse Poets Pub prompt – a whimsical poem about a huge dinner that follows a structure that is both containing and creativity-inspiring

Pickles! Whether they’re hot, sweet, spicy, bread-and-butter, gherkin, relish, big dills or tiny cornichons, the pickle pucker is something I appreciate.

For that day in the future when the world has opened back up and all of us can exercise our God-given right to have pie tins filled with whipped cream flung at us, here are some tips.