We used to eat zucchini
fried and hot
with ranch from the packet.
I know that now.
I learned to eat the smallest ones first
because they wouldn't burn my mouth
The large ones burned like nothing I remembered before
I opened my mouth and blew out.
I think you taught me that.
We were at a park then
I think there was a bench at the top of a hill
It had a path up to it,
Packed earth or stone...
It was a dream till now.
We ate but it was late
there wasn't much time to play
I asked you something hard, maybe about mom
I think it was about you
I don't know what you said
but it wasn't satisfying.
I thought that day was a dream, for years.