Poetry

On Packing a Bag for Chicago for the weekend

I wonder if four shirts will be enough for two days. I get nervous when I leave my family. So quickly temporary things can become permanent and I fixate on this possibility.

Chicago is a city I have loved for a long time. A place I sometimes imagine running to if I ever needed a place to run.

Home can mean so many things and I’ve been known to move in the middle of the night, mislabel boxes so I’d forget what’s inside, I’ve been known to leave and never look back.

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