i love them all equally

as i tip toed

down the stairs in my socks,

i heard

whispering

in the kitchen.

there was an argument

going on.

he loves me most of all

the oven said

to the group.

thanksgiving, Christmas,

i'm the one.

no way,

the toaster offered,

i make bread warm.

then the coffee grinder

in a growl, said

no, it's me.

he uses me

every morning,

without fail.

pffft.

it's me, the air fryer added.

no grease,

no oils,

and i make everything crispy

and clean.

i stepped into the kitchen,

and raised my

hands.

they all went quiet.

i love you all equally, i said.

pulling the plugs

on everyone,

but the coffee grinder.