Pumpkin

Pumpkin

I’ve had a love hate relationship
With pumpkin. I love pumpkin curry
But detest pumpkin soup.
My mom, of late, fries pumpkin seeds
With a pinch of salt,
And the first taste of fan-fried pumpkin seeds
On your tongue is truly divine,
A mouthwatering heaven.

As you ask yourself, how could
I have been oblivious of this for so long.

That is when I realized that every epiphany
I’ve had in my life is like a Cinderella story
It’s that moment when the glass slipper
Starts to fit perfectly, Cinderella’s foot.

Like pumpkin seeds on my tongue

Or the first taste of love.

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Published by

meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, American Journal of Poetry, Kitaab, Eastlit and Ravens Perch. He mixes science with poetry for a living, when what matters is the expression of both DNA and words into something serendipitous. Although an Australian citizen, Dilantha is domiciled in Sri Lanka, his country of birth.

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