Like Baobab trees

via Cavity

I remember drinking baobab juice when I was small,

when we visited our home away from home.

The sweetness clung to the back of my throat

while you screamed at my brother inside.

I’m surprised I didn’t get a cavity that summer.

The elephant in the room I ignored while sipping my juice,

large as a baobab tree with roots twice as deep.



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