Thanksgiving Poem: The Passive Aggressive Killing of a Pecan Pie
Holidays are rough. We all have to meet together despite annoyances, disappointments, old buried resentments, or whatever. Sometimes passive aggressive behavior is taken out on a turkey, or a pie. I’m just saying…
POEM: PECAN PIE
She beats the pie with the stick of the blender knife
To get the frigid pie on a plate
And quiet worded walls surround
The family Thanksgiving
At one end of the table
In the middle
Of the table.
And the rest
Not knowing elsewhere
Then those that are
Over spearing the knife into the glazed pecan pie out of
Turned bark brittle and bold.
Happy Thanksgiving Everyone! Keep it real. And eat that pie!
Loberg, E. (2013). Thanksgiving Poem: The Passive Aggressive Killing of a Pecan Pie. Psych Central. Retrieved on September 3, 2015, from http://blogs.psychcentral.com/manic-depression/2013/11/27/thanksgiving-poem-the-passive-aggressive-killing-of-a-pecan-pie/