Now the LORD God had formed out of the ground all the wild animals and all the birds in the sky. He brought them to the man to see what he would name them; and whatever the man called each living creature, that was its name.
When God put Adam in the Garden
He brought out a parade of
all the things He made
The most badass animals at the front
grizzly bears, wombats, and wolverines
each of them introduced themselves to the man
God showed Adam
all his favorite things
His parrots sang in harmonies
His gibbons had choreographed dances
His pandas had tumbling routines
His elephants did head-stands
His puppies tripped over their ears
His alligators performed Handel’s Messiah
And after all this
Adam was still lonely
and sulked
. . .
When I went to my friend’s house for my first Canadian Thanksgiving, he had built up my arrival. As I walked in the door I heard the high pitch screams of two little girls who showed me into the living room, and then the rituals began.
First they brought out their building blocks, handing them to me saying “these are our building blocks” and then retreated into their playroom. Next they brought out their toy cars, handing them to me saying “these are our cars” and then retreated into their playroom. And so it went until their playroom was empty, the turkey was waiting, and I felt like one of the family.
. . .
I like you
more than a little
more than a lot
I want to show you my hometown
“this is my favorite teriyaki place
they have the best spicy chicken
I’ve ever had”
“This is the first bar
I ever drank an IPA at
you can play horseshoes out back”
I want to show you all my favorite people
“This is my Mom, Pam, she’s a teacher,
like me, but full-time and with young kids,
she beat cancer”
“This is my sister
she has two masters degrees
and planted an artsy church
in Sacramento”
“This is Graham,
he writes, like me, but better
he has a masters degree too
he’s the one who got me to start writing”
“This is Mike,
he climbs mountains
and has an awesome story
about a man-parts injury”
I want to show you
all of my favorite things
so that you can like them with me
I want to know all your favorite things too
so that I can like them with you
This might mean
I’m moving past liking you
more than a little
more than a lot
And I may have to start using
a new verb altogether.
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