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jesus died for this gravy

greek diner gods
seated in a booth

we were
that morning

the shore restaurant
in cleveland

one block south of mount olympus

vat of meats and nectar the centerpiece
of our table
lovely

i turned to my seat mate
post corned beef omelet
and queried

“Hey, Sarah? Are you gonna eat that pickle”

“No. Why?”

“Because if you don’t want it, I’m dipping it in that fucking gravy…”

chomp
moan
swallow

To which John replied, “Jesus died for this gravy.”

alex chewed through a laugh

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