Thank you avocados,
for saving my dry ass meat since I have no idea how to cook.
Like the fat juicy softness of mangos,
you are sex in my mouth.
You are happiness in my belly.
You are the mossy stream where my fat soluble vitamins coast
on buoyed dark green boats of joy.
You are the green bonnets of my favorite cartoon fairies
and the dark loam those fairies play on.
You are worth the extra $3 for that side of guacamole,
you are what moves a burrito from lunch to occasion.
Thank you avocados,
for saving my dry ass meat since I have no idea how to cook.
© Sabrina Santa Clara, 2014