Plantains

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potato'd banana,
banana'd potatoe:
mush like mother nature's pinky finger in my young infant mouth.
unfolding blankets of sugary warm mud swimming synchronized in flourished sunlight,
playing hide and seek mischievously throughtout forests of my taste buds.
move through me as little bare-foot nieces and grand daughters; gracefully tumbling and balancing to foreign tradition at family weddings.





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