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Modern Appetite

Modern Appetite by Michael R. Burch "Women, wine, song ..." It grumbled low, insisting it would feast on blood and flesh, etcetera, at least three times a day. With soft lubricious grease and pale salacious oils, it would ease its way through life. Each day—an aperitif. Each night—a frothy bromide, for relief. It lived on TV fare, wore pinafores, slurped sugar-coated gumballs, gobbled S’mores. When gas ensued, it burped and farted. ’Course, it thought aloud, my wife will leave me. Whores are not so damn particular. Divorce is certainly a settlement, toujours! A Tums a day will keep the shrink away, recalcify old bones, keep gas at bay. If Simon says, etcetera, Mother, may I have my hit of calcium today? Keywords/Tags: modern, appetite, supersize, me, indulgence, gluttony, bromide, seltzer, gas, Tums, calcium, quick, cure, tonic, overeating, women, wine, song, America, vanity, society, city, life

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