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Explore Urna’s poem, in Different Truths, which compares love to a salted Caramel stuffed Nutella cookie, highlighting the unexpected nuances and delicate balance in chaotic moments of connection.
Salted Caramel Stuffed Nutella Cookie Some days, I sulk. Some days, I whine. Some days, I pick up a silly fight, that loses its teeth in 3 minutes, 23 seconds On other days, I shower you with childlike kisses. On yet other days, I sit as close to your rib cage, as I humanly can. So that my brokenness can heal itself in the warm fire of your soul. Bask awhile in the snug, toasty glow of your love. Your embers burning away all that needs to burn away. All that doesn’t serve me anymore. My love for you, then, is a Salted Caramel Stuffed Nutella Cookie I have to devour hungrily. Forgetting all my convent-bred table manners. A little salty at the edges. A little overbaked at the base. Yet, warm, mushy, moist, soulful in the center. Breaking, crumbling, melting, gratifying, satiating. All at one gluttonous, impulsive go. The gooey Nutella, sprinkled with salt, gently filling up the hungry, gaping holes in my soul. The Salted Caramel, clipping off the cloying sweetness of Nutella. The Nutella, softening the spiky sharpness of Salted Caramel. The yin and yang, watchdogs of each other’s excesses. Reminding me of a tricky, tightrope walk called love, I suppose.
First published in WriteandBeyond.com, August 2020.
Picture design by Anumita Roy
