Eat the Penis
Ugh! That’s disgusting!
Caroline said.
We looked at each other
over menus
while mosquitoes buzzed
against the screens.
I can’t eat chitterlings
I can’t put that in my mouth.
Try it once,
you might like it, I said.
In Beijing, (thinking to impress her)
I ate in a restaurant
that specializes in penis dishes.
All kinds, snake, dog, ox, donkey.
Some of it was very, very good!
She looked at me and said,
What the fuck kind of a girl
do you think I am?
