
To some It is the world. Oblate spheroid of red, crowned in stars, vined galaxies of juicy perfection. Add toast, mayonnaise, lettuce, bacon; a feast. An eyes-closed bite of Heaven, dripping, over the borders of my mouth, the bread, the...

To some It is the world. Oblate spheroid of red, crowned in stars, vined galaxies of juicy perfection. Add toast, mayonnaise, lettuce, bacon; a feast. An eyes-closed bite of Heaven, dripping, over the borders of my mouth, the bread, the...