Pass. Fail. Neither.
You realize you were never checking the apple’s provenance. You were checking your own: Are you still the kind of person who eats an apple down to the stem? Who reads a serial number like a poem? Who breaks something open just to hear it speak?
The apple is gone. Your fingers smell of autumn. Somewhere in the archive, a database hums, but you have already written your own entry:
Pass. Fail. Neither.
You realize you were never checking the apple’s provenance. You were checking your own: Are you still the kind of person who eats an apple down to the stem? Who reads a serial number like a poem? Who breaks something open just to hear it speak?
The apple is gone. Your fingers smell of autumn. Somewhere in the archive, a database hums, but you have already written your own entry: