Hyperbole # 8 by Jennifer Wardell

These used to cost ninety-nine cents, but now
they are a dollar and change. Eating two
tacos at a time fills me up some how
when I'm happy or sad or red or blue.

I order fourteen tacos at a time
because that's how many tacos I need
to feel full, I spritz the tacos with lime
taco sauce, and sweet and sour. I feed

on them two at a time as though my gut
were a kind of Noah's ark where doubles
march through my system and add to my butt
and thighs a little heft and fat bubbles

throughout my body: I am a gordo,
the biggest of which you will ever know.

"Jack in the Box Tacos" by Kenneth Larot Yamat

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