96.

I remember that your favorite animal was a fox
and that you were proud of being naturally thin
I remember how long your hair was, even when braided
and the number of colors I’d helped you dye it
I remember the swing in my backyard
and I haven’t used it once since we went stale
I remember the story we almost wrote
and how many times I tried to erase it from my skin
I remember everything about you
and I have learned nothing new since