August 11, noon

sesame          the seeds that everyone needs (so it seems, by their frequent appearance) to put on their food. The tiny pieces with their slight texture, gritty, and their distinctive roasted taste. One of the many many things I've become able, without trying, to spot in a crowd. Like any amount of garlic. So sensitive to the things I cannot have; have I become as aware of the things I can? (Only when newly so. Sad.)