There’s something about this raw lady being inside you that causes mind shudders of pleasure.
One day/night (oh memory) I was hungry and still had to wait for the spaghetti squash to reach spaghettihood when I saw those innards stretched out across the cutting board. So exposed and wanting, nay, begging to be inside me.
I rubbed them in oil and built up their tension while searching for the perfect spices. The wait was too much and I went classic. Â They had waited long enough and were immediately drenched in lemon juices and brought to completion with pepper and salt.
Inner Moments
Innards of a Spaghetti Squash
A teaspoon of Oil
The Juices of Half a Lemon
The Zest of Half a Lemon
Cracking Swirls of Pepper
Dashes of Salt
To Bring to Completion
Wet the Insides with Lemon
Toss in Spices and Zest
Drizzle in Oil
Put Everything Inside You
