By Treziel Mae Mayores
I never liked bread
–or so I thought; I’ve never really cared.
But once, my brother came home,
from his bag he pulled something out.
The transparent packet showing
four big yellow circular delight.
A bread called “pinagong” from the south.
Resembling a turtle, thus the name,
but this skeptic was not thrilled,
although the bread was alluring.
I took a bite, and after that I couldn't stop.
The crumbs that fell on my sheets
felt like a waste,
I wished I could vacuum it out with my face.
I never liked bread,
but this one took my breath away
it’s sweet and in your tongue it melts.
My mother said it’s due to the eggs,
I said “no mom, it’s because I don’t like bread.”
Treziel Mae Mayores is a student from the Philippines who likes getting lost in her
thoughts. She loves the rainy season but treats the sun as her muse. She also spends most of her
time writing on her blog called Ramblification when she’s not busy cuddling her cat. You can
reach her on her twitter account @the_meiyor and say hi.
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