The first stanza of “I remember to forget your birthday”:
two days ago, I remembered your birthday had passed
I didn’t think about it
or about you
I don’t miss anything about you
even though your photo still sleeps in my desk drawer, face down
when I pull it open, I don’t feel your eyes on me
© 18 August 2020
Cindy B. Stevens
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