‘Bring Me a Blueberry(Chew and Smile)’ (new poem)

I have a complicated relationship with food, mostly with figuring out when, where, and what to eat. If you were a picky eater with a sensitive stomach who only had 1-2 actual lunch breaks during the week, I’m sure you’d have trouble, too. The poem explains more. Enjoy!

Bring Me a Blueberry(Chew and Smile)
By Maggie McGinity

I just want something.

A blueberry muffin,
A cinnamon roll,
To sit in my stomach
And make me feel whole
(Again) For a while.
Chew and smile.

Hydrochloric acid is not flacid.
It would tear me apart.
And who knows what malnutrition
Might do to my heart?
(Nutritionists, physicians, dietitians,
Even vets might have an accurate vision)

Food and I are on-and-off
Some days I just subsist.
Good eats I never want to stop;
Bad or busy? I forget it exists.

But I do not live for I
Others depending on my independence
And through my years, I find
Fast and fainting is not my best essence.

If you would change me
Proper what pains me.

So bring me a blueberry muffin,
Or gift me a cinnamon roll.
Give me a substitution
For you cannot make me whole.
Sit with me a while
(Quiet, but not dull.
I won’t speak with my mouth full.).
For you, I’ll chew, and smile.”


“One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.”
-“A Room of One’s Own,” by Virgina Woolf

“I am a better person when I have less on my plate.”
-“Eat, Pray, Love,” by Elizabeth Gilbert


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