From Writing Notebook 2021, published in 2022.
A Truly Bad Cook
Metal prices and grain futures
went into its composition
Dark angles marked out the burn lines
under the glow of red-hot wires
Surface undulations like lumps in soil
Internal signals pointing awry and crashing
and of course
scorch marks:
My favorite cake
in the pan
settled itself in the oven
The next carnage awaits.
7/21/21
Claudia McGill Writes Poetry, Did You Know That? 
Haha! My mother was wonderful but she was death and destruction when it came to baking cakes!! I couldn’t help but laugh. And the thing is she never stopped trying!!
Some people have a magic touch in cooking: the destruction one! I admire your mom for perservering!
I am doing some baking today and this poem made me laugh – I have not created any carnage though!
I’ve read about your baking and cooking and I have seen the photos! And I know you are great at it. No carnage!