I. Meringue
we used to scamper up the hill
just to taste
soft sugar crystals
melt onto our tongues.
i miss those chocolate chips,
those oak doors that opened
only for us.
II. Egg Tart
strawberry shortcake,
brown butter madeleines,
pillowy red bean buns
yes please
but it seems
i’ve fallen out of love
with my egg custard tarts
that always used to whisper
home
maybe too sweet
maybe too moist
maybe too frail.
but they lost
the only thing that mattered
i can’t taste Edison anymore
III. Dora
i tried playing waitress once
balanced a bowl of rice
on my dora the explorer books
but it plunked to the floor
a barrage of shards and shrieks
i ran upstairs to hide
i can’t play waitress anymore
it’s not worth the rice