remember days before food waste,

scraps for dog, cat maybe

some pig.

sitting until my plate was clear,

hash. tag rationing.

peelings were taken down

the garden by the rhubarb buckets

or

aunt olive made wine from that

with tea dregs.

he came every other day, pig man as

it was acceptable in those days.

when

there was no food waste . mum

darned socks

sbm.