Some day, I am going to throw a party
People will come
with bags of oranges
tangerines and mandarins.
I will paint the walls
in streaks of watery blood orange;
with texture like pulp.
We will drink Florida’s Natural
and Minute Maid
and we will pull the orange flesh
out from the skin
which we will make into piles
before composting. When we are full
we will puncture the leftover whole oranges
until our hair smells like Christmas
and then we will learn to play
pinochle with a burnt orange deck.
On the backs of the cards
we will paint pictures
and beautiful wrinkled hands.