today,
i cooked
chayote.
chayote
is magic.
it's a gourd,
cousin
to squash
and melon.
it's hard
when you cut it
and then
becomes soft
like potato
when cooked.
it feels
like honeydew
between your teeth
and tastes
like the sweetest
zucchini.
so sweet
i thought
about
the first
time
i kissed you,
when you stood
there
by my door, ready
to leave
but i
said, "wait
..."
and you did.
so i planted
the most tidy
of kisses
there, on the apple
of your cheek.
chayote is like
apple, too,
anyway,
i just
wanted
to tell you
about
my day.
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