Savor

by Kimberly Wilder

There was this chef - 
horrible guy - who talked 
of disgust as patrons 
devoured his art. 

A reminder on an
intuitive eating
journey: slow down,
but stop with the horrible guys.

Eating intuitively
has only been easy
alone - in a hostel -
in the middle of the rainforest. 

There it takes no effort
to savor the sweet
plantain one methodical
bite interrupted

by bird song. The next
by the largest flying
bulged-eyed creature
ever seen. Staring

down this giant intruder
with unshakeable
confidence. The next
by the aroma

of locally sourced
coffee. Now a sip.
No cream needed.
This is total nourishment.