remember to not forget

6e609595it’s 2am and I pass
by the hookah shop
and the book tree
and then smile
at the patio drinkers
that are looking at me
and I wonder
if they can tell
that I am a bit tipsy,
but I continue on
to the street corner
beneath the
Normal Heights sign
and wait
for my uber boyfriend
and tell myself,
to remind myself,
to remember,
to not forget
this feeling,
this moment,
this contentment
of wandering,
of wondering.

Jennifer A. Fifield

Image: Unsplash


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