Peanut Butter Stew

I.
Oh! My people oh!
Dis white boy over here?
He fine like soup.

II.
The paradox of groundnut stew:
Sweet nuttiness and sour fish sauce,
smoked turkey neck ready to be picked clean.
Thickness that defies spoons or cassava;
a roiling boil of underfed chicken legs.

III.
And the deep tan stains collect against the white stove,
recalling us against each other.  











Mukethe Kawinzi spends her time traipsing among the flora and fauna of New England. She works in the field of healthy food access and lives in New Haven, Connecticut. Poetry is her newest adventure.