Crunchy on the tip of my teeth,
the first bite.
Soft and sticky
as it's passed side to side,
making rounds in my mouth.
Sweet, then just a tiny bit bitter,
It's resting on my tongue now.
I hear my stomach
beginning to growl,
impatient for the next.
See this giant rice crispy
is home-wrapped in saran with love,
different from ones enclosed by foil
and stored on shelves of stores.
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