By Natalie Edmond
Tacos
As we stand there in the midst of night
Perfect rows of cars waiting at the stop light
The world happening around us
As we’re happening to the world
I ask you,”What am I thinking?”
Amusement along with something deeper
darkens your eyes as you say to me
“Tacos”
I smile begrudgingly
that you can read my mind so well in this moment
Tacos race across my mind
An aphrodisiac I hold onto
That mirrors the desire that aches for you
Thoughts of tacos help me cope
The desire I have to consume you
Though eventually I give in and lose
a part of me knows
nothing can expand between us
outside this moment
yet
we hold onto something anyway
In the midst of night
surrounded by cars
teasing kisses
and tacos
Natalie Edmond is a creative writing major at La Guardia Community College whose work explores identity, healing, and the inner lives of Black girls becoming. She writes to honor softness, fire, and the spaces between survival and self-definition.
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