1.

Encoded on his genome is a cognitive bias for
          pleasant memories.
He remembers only what he wants to, minimizes,
          erases the rest.
He’s the only person who has heard my secret.
          I counted on him
to forget it, instantly. As if double-wrapped in
          cellophane, my secret
is still intact.
.
2.

I am also hard-wired.­ A negativity bias prevents
          me from editing
the past, soaking in a soothing bath of amnesia.
          Hippocampal sharp-waves
ripple, consolidate to replay flashbacks. Traces
          of trauma, slights,
estranged friendships, are skulls in my belly, an
          inescapable legend.