Vegetarian Stew

Midnight yawned
over the leftover pork chop
and snifter
of crystal grappa.

Chewing reminded him:
the thick of one thigh
had resembled a full meal

until she told him
she was a vegetarian —

He could never love
a woman
with no taste
for meat.

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