One Day

By April Capili

February will become an ordinary month
Released like the years odds and ends
Youths faded marbles browning cards dogeared books
Fed finally to unmarked bags and the freeing fire
Its days will pass undistinguished
All indifferent faces in the crowd
All lukewarm like life
Then the mind will wander no more
And knowing only the present
Will quit questioning itself
Where is she
Wouldn’t she love that word
Perhaps she still remembers when
February will become an ordinary month
Forgetfulness slips into freedom then


Photo by Alexandria Somirs

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