Because all experiences are valuable.

Saturday, June 2, 2012


I wish we could remember learning things for the first time
like what to call an apple and how to remember the taste as
unlike anything else, what gets confusing is all the moments that feel 
the same
but they are not.
Go back and start again, yet like I cannot remember where this path 
began, it's been so long and 
I have known what an apple is for as long as I have known myself,
how now
to decide, to relearn
that an apple is a pear after all, 
that even fallen fruit makes wine, and
where the strength comes from to wait through heavy hushed summer
until this is ripe.

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