Alive, they are ugly–
having descended from a common
dinosaur ancestor with
Tyrannosaurus rex and velociraptor.
Turkeys also taste…yucky.
Huge birds, they are more flesh
and bone than chicken (also share
the same ancestor). Flavors
don’t infuse while cooking,
making them less succulent, juicy.
Turkeys don’t care about the Japanese
aesthetic of eating with the eyes—
an emotion-based bias given
the absence of a turkey’s face (picture
hanging, fleshy flap of blood-filled
snood) on the Thanksgiving table.
Unfortunately, I have an acute palate.
Turkey on my tongue shifts my
eyeballs in their sockets.
Missing a turkey on my Thanksgiving
table is not missing to itself–only
to others. And the best thing
about Thanksgiving? No turkey
leftovers.
Prompt: November 2022 Year of the Tiger Bamboo Shoots Writing Contest Prompts