~Unknown
"Ideas are like rabbits. You get a couple and learn how to handle them, and pretty soon you have a dozen."
~John Steinbeck
Where Am I?
By Dakota Girard
The aroma of the greasy chicken breasts disperses throughout the area.
Red and white colors fill the room as I glance about.
Volumes of voices grow louder as families fight for the final piece.
Observant, I witness the laughs and full mouths of families here to enjoy a meal
I gently pick up the packaging from my meal.
I start to unravel eager to fill my stomach with the mess in front of me.
The wrapper, greased and slimy, slips from my grasp.
In an embarrassing frenzy, I dig in.
Only to taste the tenderness of my chicken from _______.
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