Two pizzas arrive piping hot. He sits down to eat from one. Several slices in Pained expression gives way to Sweat pouring from his brow. Visions of delicious heat dance in his tear-filled eyes. Moving his hands in animated silence, He conveys his enjoyment, While shunning offers of water, sugar or milk, To fan theContinue reading “Habaneros and Jalapenos – A poem”