The Kiwi

Hear the knife against the cutting board— dup dup dup, slicing… something.

See the cute fuzz accompanied with a bright, delightful spring green. Why, it’s a kiwi!

Smell the glaze of cool freshness emitted into the air.

Feel the smooth yet structured texture with a hint of dew.

Taste the delicious juice bursting from the surface as your teeth penetrate the surfa—

Whup, what is this? Bitterness lingers on the tongue, unwilling to disperse.

You have deceived me, Kiwi. >:(