Anne’s Red Pepper Revolution
“The food of the true revolutionary is the red pepper. [She] who cannot endure red peppers is also unable to fight.”
-Chairman Mao Zedong, a native of chili-loving Hunan province, famously linked the consumption of spicy food to revolutionary fervour.


Anne liberally sprinkles Sichuan courage on her noodles–
A revolution in the kitchen,
but a stand, nonetheless.
She will not surrender her palate;
her tongue, set ablaze, is the last occupied corporal territory.
If brain tumours are invaders, her tastebuds are partisans,
plotting sabotage with every fiery bite.
Red pepper: the secret handshake of the defiant.
She fights, lips numb, brow glistening,
driving back inevitability with a spoon.
Tomorrow’s victory may be pyrrhic or peppery,
but today, her revolution burns gloriously on.
If you feel like keeping track of Anne’s cancer journey, I’m chronicling it here:
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Your friend,
Robert
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Such a witty, clever poem! – tender but unsentimental. Lovely.
Thanks so much! Being in touch with you and Chris means a great deal to us!
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