Cornice

The scalloped edges of cakes
made her feel like marzipan -
unpopular and old.

At wine lunches she found ways
to make parcels of chicken and goats cheese
disappear faster than sick stains off the back of a cistern.

Her boyfriend didn't notice
her gag reflex grow worse
the bin chock full of tag coloured foods.

When they came to collect her
she took one look at her father
and brought down
the cream case tightly packed with brie and whisky.