I taught myself trivial things.

Like playing the piano.

I taught myself how to speak Spanish. I learned how to tangle myself in a person, and how to untangle myself from them, leaving no wreckage or trace of my presence behind.

I was taught how to steady myself on a horse, I made myself learn how to be gentle as I rode them. To dance with them rather than break their spirit in a means to control.

I taught myself trivial things.

Like how to read fluently, and how to love each story that lies in the pages of a book. And how to appreciate the shared genes between my mother than I.

How to cry in silence, and how to appreciate the emotions that bring me to tears. I taught myself vulnerability. I learned that to me, that meant allowing myself to be quiet around someone I love rather than filling in the gaps with anxious chatter.

I learned that I will always be both the teacher and the student. And I will continue to both teach and learn

trivial things.