Words.

Miso Soup Afternoons
The simple recipie of miso paste,
chopped spring onions,
the cubes of soft tofu
nearly expired. Yet we
lacked one simple ingredient:
the vegetable.
But we found our subsitute:
Chye sim.
That made all the difference,
that made the exclusivity.
The light meal cooked in less
than fifteen minutes,
repetitively, like an addiction
over the portable electric stove.
Punctuating those afternoons was
a whole lot of Sex in the City
and Whose Line, propped up legs
and dishes in the sink.