Hypermnesia

Antoine J. Hayes
May 15 · 1 min read

what do we say to the god of hypermnesia?
we say I remember . . .

in fifth grade, missing my chance at the perfect comeback after Tyrone called me a butt munch . . .

dropping my hot dog on my shirt during lunch in ninth grade and having to finish the day with a yellow mustard stain on my white uniform. did I mention it was picture day? . . .

pissing my pants in class in first grade . . .

Halloween night in eleventh grade, I ring the doorbell and my crush answers. she wrinkles her nose at me and says “aren’t you too old to be trick-or-treating?” as she drops one piece of candy into my bucket . . .

seeing a woman’s smile while we talk and only realize she was flirting with me after the encounter has ended and I’m home alone . . .

rejection letters. rejection emails. face-to-face rejection. rejection over the phone. rejection by text . . .

what do we say to the god of hypermnesia? we say “I remember failure but never joy.”


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Antoine J. Hayes

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Person. Storyteller. Work-in-progress. Writer of fiction and poetry. Author of dozens of books (under names A. Jarrell Hayes and A. J. Hayes). www.ajhayes.com

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