downtown as fruits

After the Hey Arnold episode of the same name
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i  never  notice  orange  and  white  are  beautiful  together  until
stracciatella   piles   on  top  of  cantaloupe  on  top  of  porcelain
dinner plate, and she says the phone eats first so i take a moment
to  record  the  moment  in  my  camera  roll  and  then  with  my
taste  buds,  hungry  for more  than  summer  melon and burrata
innards,  going  on  ten  years  since i had a date with anyone but
a  man  and  i  never noticed until now, when the very essence of
how  queer  i  really  am  seems  to buck  back at me (and not just
because  these days,  ace  is  the  high  card) but  i  remember my
last   lover,  also  best   friend,  and  think   surely  everyone  starts
somewhere  as  we   admire   the  babygirl  rowhouse  on  durham
street,  once  the  same  shade  of  formstone as the rest of them.