Leave a Note

One day I’ll forget
you,
me,
mum,
dad,
my sister,
my brother,
what we did,
what made me,
what made us,
this unique land.

Leave a note here,
place a note there,
post-it note me
like I’m a fashionista
from Paris, if you must.

Leave enough notes,
stick them on the fridge,
place them on toilet rolls,
put them in my shoes,
hide them in the undies
so I can remember
you and
so I can remember
me.

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