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Garlic

My mum cannot stand the smell

and forbids it in her kitchen.

 

When she leaves home

for a weekend away,

 

I buy five bulbs from Tesco

hide them in the highest cupboard

 

and cook them.

 

The feeling of mischief

when I crush each clove

with the flat of the knife

 

and scatter the tiny slices

into casseroles and Bolognaise,

dinner after dinner,

 

salad after salad

 

is pungent.

 

 

This is how a 24-year-old rebels.

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