Poem : Orange / by Heather Taylor

Gracing favorite hockey team jerseys, 
Halloween cookies, morning juice drinks,
you’re the poster boy of nutrition,
sports sites and spas.

We love/ hate you
our joy leaking from pores
as you magic tan your way
through Essex and back.

The out of favour flavour,
you stare blue and green-wards
dreaming of 70s polyesters
and retro wall patterns.