Dear Macaroni and Cheese

By: Ashley M.C.

Dear macaroni and cheese,

Your box lingers in my cupboard

Many before you given a gruesome death

The water sits on the stove

Boiling, anticipating, ready to cook you

Noodles expand and plump

Strain the water from you

And breathe in fresh box-ly aromas

Oh, how I love boxed dinners

Add a dash of milk, obnoxious amounts of butter

Tear open your little cheese packet

And pour it on in a clump of orange

Mix it up and feel my mouth water

Separate bowls for me and my sister

Pepper for me and a glass of milk

Shovel a spoon full of noodles

Let the taste linger for only a split second

Oh, how I love your gruesome death