Remember those days?
As a little girl,
sitting on the stoop outside the rundown project building
popping salty sunflower seeds into the corner of your mouth.
A whole handful at that!
crushing each seed
one by one right down the center of the shell,
sucking each side of it until it no longer had any flavor
maintaining the seed
on the opposite cheek
as if it were the grand prize.
Once the shell was crushed,
I'd spit it out
let the shells build up
on the step in front of me
creating the ultimate shell empire.
I remember those days where I used to
Eat Spit Be Happy.