The name is
Saldivar.
Not
Salvador,
Salvadeer,
Saldiveer,
Saldevor,
Salazar,
Salamander,
Or
SaladBar.
An entire identity
reduced to a pool
Of lettuce,
carrots,
cucumbers,
tomatoes,
crutons,
eggs,
and shredded cheese.
What most people
- Who use the term lovingly-
don’t know
Though
Is that Salad Bar
Came way before them.
Back in the 5th grade.
A bright eyed
Wide smiled
Round
Little girl
Started a new school.
She was too round
To fit in.
Too brown to
Stand out.
Too smart to
Be cool.
Saldivar
Needs a
Salad Bar.
Clever kids
With cruel words
Proceeded to
Ruled her world.
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