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Gonna go with an OC theme here, bear with me… She sat aloneWatching as people came and wentHer tuna futomaki arranged appealingly in front of herHer mind wandered as she sipped her reishuTimes were complicatedPeople were liars and thievesBut others were irreplaceable A chef stopped by to inquire after her mealIn perfect Japanese she repliedWith aContinue reading “Here’s a poem prompt: sushi! I worked all day at my job at a Japanese place, & I’ve got sushi on da brain”