Sweet Tooth and Climate Change

How you look at a loaf of raisin bread, Like staring at sugarloaf mountain, How everything gets magnified, Like a little toffee that becomes candy floss, How we all have lollypop tongues That drip in drool, like Pavlov’s dog Just at the thought of an ice cream, Or a biscuit pudding, how we Are conditioned…

A Sri Lankan Woman Under The Monsoons

Strawberry pouts Of flawless ruby stone lips Beneath candy floss clouds And cinnamon brown raindrops Twin golden maple irises On a vanilla backdrop Banded candy stick rainbows On Disney skylines Patchwork jellybean horizons Interrupted by neon strikes And the aroma of petrichor Amidst the warmth of molten chocolate Of a tropical monsoon eve Where the…