My blood type,
my address,
Rules of etiquette,
The traffic code of the streets,
a date of birth,
My years of schooling,
The career they say I chose,
The periodic table and its elements,
That there is such a thing as taxes,
Virtue, sin, and redemption.
No matter how hard I try, I forget them again.
But the delight of a melody,
The charm of good poetry,
The pleasure of laughing, singing, and dancing,
Your blue eyes on an afternoon one day,
My mind remembers, day after day.
Photography by Ilse Cabanillas.
