Back Door Donuts, how do I love thee

Photo courtesy of MV Bakery

Like all the great poets, Xander Alvarado was inspired by love.

The 7th grader at Rippowam Cisqua school loves Back Door Donuts so much, he wrote a poem about the Oak Bluffs institution. When he entered the poem in Poetic Power, a national online contest, he won a national award certificate for his efforts.

“I’ve been going to Back Door Donuts for as long as I can remember,” said the 12-year-old wordsmith from his home in Bedford, New York. “It’s always the first place we go when we get to the Island.”

Asked to pick his favorite, Mr. Alvarado paused. “That’s really hard to say. I love all of them. But if I had to pick one, I’d say butter crunch.”

Back Door Donuts

Something fills the air.

Back Door Donuts is open.

The smell of the delicious donuts attract people

Like bees to a hive.

It grabs their noses and drags them to their future destination.

Soon, everybody is in line for a tasty treat.

The line is a snake reaching around the building.

After what feels like an eternity, we finally reach the front.

I place my order.

The warm, gooey, sweet donut is what I’ve been waiting for.

The frosting starts to trickle down the donut.

Later, in front of the beach, looking at the moon, I finally know,

Back Door Donuts is open.

Xander Alvarado