The third poem in the Moment Poetry collection is ‘Salt and Vinegar’ by Steve Denehan.
The chipper would serve the chips wrapped in newspaper
headlines and stories blurred with seeping vinegar
chip edges blackened with bleeding ink
we ate the words
of those brighter than ourselves
we sat on the wall
birds on a wire
heat in our hands
steam rising upward
to evening skies
chased by our laughter
and the best of us
in those days we ate the world
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