everybody plays their role at a party
my role is this:
i bring the guacamole
i set the guacamole down on a table
it is clearly handmade; rough-hewn ingredients plainly visible
a kaleidoscope swirl of greens, red, & white
cilantro tomato onion pepper
pretty soon it's making a scene
the kind of guacamole that makes a scene
it's so good that when a girl is eating it, if she's wearing a shirt with a spaghetti strap, the strap falls down her shoulder and she doesn't even notice
they make audible mouth sounds
mmms and aaaas
the bros notice but they pretend not to notice
because they brought cookies from safeway
two girls are talking over the bowl
enrapt
"oh my gosh did you taste this? there's some backdrop smokiness, some extra dimension here. is it fire-roasted jalapeƱo?"
and i sidle up sideways like,
"yes bitches, it is"
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everybody plays their role at a party
and i take mine very seriously
1 comment:
this is possibly the best piece of writing
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