Sonnets from Suburbia: Chicken Caesar
Chicken Caesar
A Chicken Caesar’s not a name that’s earned
By any stretch of reason for a man
Who brutally was murdered when he turned
His back on Brutus and his evil plan.
Betrayal’s not a cause to name a salad
Especially one accompanied with fowl
Denoting cowardice. Let’s choose a ballad
In minor key to sing with mournful howl.
For shame this man’s namesake’s part of a diet
That’s ordered when we’re longing to grow slim.
The Ides of March did cause a hateful riot.
I came to bury Caesar, not to eat him.
O’ try to honor him and cry, “All Hail!”
And if his mem’ries dear please hold the kale.
Felicia Arlin
Felicia Arlin’s work as a stylist and costume designer has been featured in print, tv, film and on the red carpet. As a 20+ year veteran designer/merchandiser in the LA/NY garment industry her work has graced the racks of every major department store and specialty chain in the country.
She is passionate about helping women look and feel confident no matter their age, shape or socioeconomic status. Her hope is to empower other women by sharing some of the things she’s learned along the way to better cultivate and express their own individual and ageless style.
