Two Poems

alexandra servey


laksa for two

there is something about this onion
on this night                  chopped slowly
tip of the blade to the base       all in the
wrist                        something about the smell
salty but the taste                      sweet some-
thing about the way it                                    hits
the pan             the sizzle          the juicy-
ness something about the color                  golden
from the                        butter and the
curry and the        heat    something
about the   meat                 over-seasoned
all the spices                               rubbed into thighs
how tender the chicken                          when
you render        the fat         how          it
fries    in the pan                      with the onion and
the butter   and the curry and the
paste  from the bag and the                       milk
from the can                      something about
the taste       of the chili and the
hint             of the lime    something
about the                            time      spent with a
lover                            to cook         a warm meal
something about the                                appeal
when you add in the           broth and the
broccoli and the         chives               something
about the soup                                  when the stove
is on high and it hisses          and it bubbles
and the spices              in the air burn your
eyes         something about the    noodles
cooked in a separate pot   something
that’s hot       in the back     of your
throat              on the tip          of your
tongue   something you appreciate
when you sit down            across from your
lover          to eat    and you think of the butter
and the onion                           and the meat
and the hard-boiled eggs                        pain-
stakingly peeled    and the energy you
gave     to make this meal    and how
when you take a bite    the joy you feel
is real


ratatouille for one

 

tonight i make
ratatouille
i mince garlic
i cube eggplant
i chop shallots
i cry

i slice in moons
the summer squash
and zucchini
some are too thick
so i halve them
again

the tomatoes
i dice and salt
and set aside
and the basil
i tear in eighths
slowly

everything goes
in the big pot
with vinegar
some olive oil
and the chickpeas
more salt

i stir until
it boils turn down
the heat and let
it simmer now
it is ready
to eat
alone


alexandra servey

Alexandra Servey is a writer and library worker based in Philadelphia. They have an MFA in Creative Writing, and their manuscript eggs was a finalist for the National Poetry Series 2023. Servey is also a medieval scholar, a master foot juggler, and an award winning bridge player. On weekends, you can find them reading a good book or enjoying various ttrpgs

 

 

 

 

 

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