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AVOCADOSAURUS
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The army green skin of my avocado
Bumpy and pebbly and cool as room temperature
A texture and color no human could exactly reproduce
A braille message from the universe I must interpret
It made me think of the skin of a dinosaur
(Although I have never seen the skin of a dinosaur)
I have imagined it many times
I pick the avocado up and close my eyes
Feel the irregularities of the peel
And for a tiny moment I am transported to millions
And millions of misty years ago
Where I hold an impossibly small dinosaur in my hand
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