Poem: Sugarcoated

*Note: First appeared on Quail Bell Magazine July 10th, 2015.

It was some weekend in winter.
My then boyfriend and our friends
Ended up at the two-story Barnes and Nobles in the
Fancy part of town.
I was given the gift
Of a pink-frosted owl sugar cookie with sweet eyes
From the café bakery
Because the friend that gave it to me knew I liked owls.
I saved it in my purse for later.
When I got home, I unwrapped the plastic
And small pieces of it crumbled and tumbled out.
When I bit into it,
It fell apart.


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