Something I feel about this poem is confusion. There seems no fault in the author’s interaction with the dorito eater. Perhaps it is because guilt can be felt when no fault was committed. Perhaps this some synecdoche for events that grew out of that nacho flavored fingering that the author wishes could be undone.
Something I feel about this poem is confusion. There seems no fault in the author’s interaction with the dorito eater. Perhaps it is because guilt can be felt when no fault was committed. Perhaps this some synecdoche for events that grew out of that nacho flavored fingering that the author wishes could be undone.