Her eyes narrow behind sunglasses, she tilts those shades up as she picks one–
sniffs deep for the right scent: sweet, ripe
tests its firmess and coloring, twirling it in her palms–
A master inspector, talented by her unusually keen senses that never disappoint
others covet her for she only bites perfection…
Everytime,
tossing aside the subpar
It’s a hunt and her reward?
Perfection,
Always Perfection!
[A baby coconut fell at my feet, and I couldn’t not steal it for myself!]
Sonia Chintha is an Indian American writer who lives in the Washington DC area. She blogs, writes poetry, and fiction. She is also an English teacher who believes that our experiences teach us more than any test. She is the founder and co-editor of Good Little Girls.
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