An animal knows what it is, and accepts it. A man may know what he is — but he questions. He dreams. He strives. Changes. Grows.” Chris Claremont – Wolverine Her skin is bright orange glinting in the sun. Her scent as you brush against her firm skin sweet like an orange. She opened up to me and I tasted her delicious juices. Flavor was of strawberries and a hint of orange. She left me wanting more. I hoped to see her again but her appearances are rare as a rainbow. But she is here now next to a sign at the farmer’s market: Strawberry Oranges. Some genius crossbred two…