the orange

i take a fat
orange out of the
fridge and dig
a finger into
the side, ripping
the skin in small
chunks, sending
an arc of citrus
spray up
into my eyes. and
it's a sweet
orange, very sweet.
i can't remember
eating one
this sweet and
juicy as i pull
the skin off and
break apart the
translucent fruit,
in small wedges.
i am amazed at how
orange this orange
is. amazing. how bright
and thick the skin
is. stunning
actually, the color.
it's as if i'm
seeing it for the
first time. it's
been that kind
of a month.