MAQ/November 2018 / 07
Poetry story
The time going backwards
Meat
The empty fork was brought to the lips
where he received the well-cut meat
He quickly placed it where it attacked the largest piece
The roast was put back into the pot to cook
The potatoes returned to the skin and were returned to the gardener who buried them underground
The roast was put back in the oven where it became raw
Then he was re-wrapped and returned to the shop where he was placed in the window to be resold
Gabriele Cavagna