The Grocery Store of My Mind The beauty of fruit, this bowl of apprehending, they all get along. Melons, figs, cherries, paw paw, lychees, mangoes, tangerines. Peaches, apples, grapes, and suggestive bananas. My nostalgia for a childhood full of pop-tarts and a world digestible. Walk the memory aisle, are we lost? A queer fiction. Constantly counting, classifying to control, the opaque visions court me.