Mell Aguiar ’22
Cookies Reminisce. Recollect. Relive. Remember the days In which your nights were unfulfilled, And your heart filled with so much hate. You swore you could’ve had him killed. Never forget the times you forged cookies of pain, Chocolate chip cookies Engulfed in your brain: One cup of sugar For every smile you showed, And a teaspoon For every tear that you tore. Nearing saccharine, Bring back the butter, A tablespoon For every moment you spent in mourning— An oily mess, Don’t mistake it for anything less.
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Flour should flourish, As two cups will be added For every minute you must Mask your malfunctions. Add one chocolate chip For every night you spent in nether, Locked inside your brain’s bad weather. Finally, at the crack of dawn, Bake your cookies in the oven, A second for every broken bottle And battle fought burning guile. When you take them out, Burnt and broken, Cracked and cantankerous, Immature and immoral. Reminisce. Recollect. Relive. Remember yourself.
