Mar 12, 2013
Orange
Oranges are my sadness fruit
Peel it, expose its soul
expose yours
dissect its insides
turn-over your thoughts.
“I have a new girl-friend”
It’s a Valencia orange
the most common variety
found at your local super-market
his wife, my mother, died 2 months ago
“She’s 10 years younger”
separate the quadrants
tear the rind
into little bitty pieces
“She has a daughter”
bite into the juicy mess
that no longer resembles an orange
sweet AND sour
but mostly sour
(I just brushed my teeth)
“She’s 6, her name is Jubilee”
I left him when I was 6
I came to Cali when I was 6
I've lived in Orange County since I was 6
The juice is all on my hands
my shirt, dripping off my chin
“I am so glad God presented her to me.”
I am so glad God presented me this fucking orange.