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The Dankit

By Lily SéjorPublished 29 days ago 1 min read
Top Story - March 2024

Saturday morning hit

Hit the school bells, please. I want to split

Split the air and hurry home

Home where Mama’s prepared lunch

Lunch is almost swallowed whole

Whole days we have waited for this time

Time to visit our grandparents


We pack our things and race to go

Go from the city to the country side

Side-eyeing my sister who wants the window seat

Seated in the middle, I still enjoy the road

Road of asphalt running along the Caribbean Sea

Sea, with iodine in the warm air

Air of tropical peace; we’re almost there




Mommy has parked the car and now time is slowing down

Everything has shifted within us, children

Our excitement is so high we seem to have calmed down

It is serious business for me and my brethren


Like komodo dragons we taste the smells with our tongues

Squinting as we analyze the aromas in the air

We are looking for particular particles to fill our lungs

Grandma has not forgotten us, she would not dare


Suddenly, a whiff of something frying

Hurray, she is making dankits!

We get out of the car, running!

We barely say hello and pounce on our feast


This centuries old fried dough with codfish

Is a symbol of love from our grandmother

So simple yet delicious from start to finish

Sometimes, on Saturdays, I savor one in honor of her.


About the Creator

Lily Séjor

Lily is really not the best at describing herself, so she'll put this down for now and circle back when (if) she's inspired. For now, she wants you to know that she's your verbose friend who rarely knows what to say.

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  • Novel Allen12 days ago

    Ah, the Caribbean shores, nothing like it. Tropical splendor to savor like no other. Congrats.

  • Mark Graham20 days ago

    Memories of childhood and grandparents. These really look good.

  • Manisha Dhalani21 days ago

    Ah, the joy of comfort foods. Congrats on top story!

  • Anna 25 days ago

    Congrats on Top Story!🥳🥳🥳

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  • Dana Crandell27 days ago

    A wonderful tribute! As D.K. pointed out, the break in form suits the action of the story well. That's a device I might not enjoy in a different poem, but it's perfect for this one! Nicely done, Lily!

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  • D.K. Shepard27 days ago

    Great use of imagery! Loved the form in the first two stanzas, and the switch midway made for an effective pace change. Excellent tribute to your Grandma!

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