Memory Item: Soda Bottle

Whenever I drank one, I always wondered

how they got that

little marble inside the bottle.

When I put the bottle to my lips

and turned it upside down,

the marble would block the soda.

But without the marble, I guess

there’d be no point to the drink.

I wanted it out,

but it was stuck in there good.

I could only touch it with my tongue.

This is probably one of those things

they call “completely out of reach.”

A wish never granted.

This may have been

my first lesson in that.

– Fragile Dreams: Farewell Ruins of the Moon