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So much more than chicken and vegetables,your kitchen, your chopping,watching, stirring.What about your life experience?It all goes in the pot you bring meto heal my illness and cheer my spirits. You bring me love-made soup with alllife’s ingredients, covering all bases.And body and soul respond!It’s all in the intention.The recipeContinue Reading

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I pick up the purple turnip and slice off the scraggly-rooted bottom so it is stable when I cut it in half. I haven’t bought a rutabaga since the first heatwave in June. But the autumn chill compels me to buy this hybrid cabbage-turnip that I use only for soup.Continue Reading

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I sat at the kitchen counterof my dad’s gasstationwhile he cookedlima bean and ham soup.I hated it. What makes a poor childso arrogant she could hateher own dad’s soupthen sit and eat as ifit were chocolatebecause he made it for her. Lynette G. Esposito, MA Rutgers, has been published inContinue Reading

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Unborn hole empties churchrailroad ties in a forestcrawdads tadpoles nymphs sold outwho dreamed up Jupiter’s moonscapes Kelp and kale prom dressesthe hunter who bags his palno mention of French parfumstenches of ghetto gutters F-only alphabet soup de jourminesweeper memories of fiscal statisticsbut last place in Ulsyssesfound living moodquick-change artist bornContinue Reading