My Old Manchego

Eight years together and the only true rumor I can spread about the man is that he has a Manchego grin. That’s all I remember, honest. His appearance beyond that, globulous, a geometric blur. Rectangular adam’s apple, often bobbing, triangular eyebrows, often arched, and a square nose, often turned upwards, but all of these are shapes without substance. My ex’s smile, it is a moon wrapped in brown paper, no, a half-moon, as it neither waxed nor waned throughout the eight years we spent together.

Masculinity has a much longer shelf life, you see, and the sharp smell of his mouth was alluring to me in my younger days. His confidence was cheesy. Easy, the way a man ages gracefully, knowing that time will only increase his value. Yes, that’s my ex for you, pure machismo, and that one sure had a Manchego grin.


D’Verse Poets Pub: Prosery Valentine

Björn is host tonight, sharing the impactful poem Valentine by Scottish Poet Carol Ann Duffy, and asking us to incorporate her line, It is a moon wrapped in brown paper into 144 words of prose (or less).

Artwork: ‘Cheese Man’ by Alejandro Iturralde Arquiola

For some reason my post made me think of this super-silly song from April 2021.

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  1. My ex’s smile, it is a moon wrapped in brown paper, no, a half-moon, as it neither waxed nor waned throughout the eight years we spent together.
    This is such a great use of the prompt! I love your post. The picture is great!

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    1. Thank you kindly, Dwight. I’m glad you liked this. It made me chuckle and well, I am a huge sucker for a cheesy grin. That hasn’t changed, even though this relationship is well passed its expiration date.

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    1. Thank you kindly, Priti. I was in a silly mood yesterday evening, so it was nice to just let that mood have a moment on the page. I appreciate you stopping by and commenting.

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    1. Wow, thank you, David. I let the silly slip out last night. Might do that more often. I really loved your prosery this week, the perfect surprise for this line. Cheers to all the great writing ahead, friend.

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    1. Oh my, we’ve both been grated in the same manner. Amazing, Helen. Thank you for connecting with me and this piece. Oh, how slow these memories crumble, but they will one day, I hope.

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