183

there are so many moments in any given day
that are worth remembering
to one day reminisce about

I keep having to remind myself that
life really is just a string of moments
and whether or not I remember them all
isn’t the point

maybe we’re meant to forget the small things
that come and go every day
maybe they’re placeholders
fill in the blanks for
all the big stuff coming our way
that we haven’t envisioned yet

182

rain dances
sun radiates
waves crash
a world of endless movement
what does that freedom taste like

a fruit just out of reach
an apple, unpluckable
do I have to be taller to reach it
or is it simply not mine to have