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Psidum Guajava (One of a Kind)
Traveled to our
tropic island in the middle of the sea.
When
young, a dark green, which matches its taste — horrid.
When perfect, the
guava is a light yellow,
When aged, a dark
yellow
Then
brown, then black.
Its radiant smooth
surface is covered
With black spots and
depressions,
Has its own unique scent.
Like all old people
A combination of a ping pong ball and a lemon.
The sound of it splattering
onto a concrete floor
Is like a flat tennis
ball,
Whacking someone
smack in the forehead
A strange sound, a
sound heard often.
Its only meaning in
life is to reproduce and create more trees,
Or
a source of nourishment for ourselves.
The
guava has no answers, it has no opposites.
It is itself.
by Reid Nakamoto
8th grade, Punahou School
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