National Poetry Month day 6 – food

Aroma’s sizzle and glide and mix,
Reach for me up the stairs;
Each scent plays its individual tricks
Catching me unawares.

A short and sweet one for day 6. Ive had years of eating disorders and the smells that have called me to the kitchen are a part of my life.
I was going to extend the poem but, for me, four lines summed up what I wanted to say.

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