It is easy to box up memories.

Yeah. I boxed them up.

I told myself I’d throw them away.

Fabric and paper and plastic and

slippery shiny photographs once loved and

kissed and hugged and

well, I let it go anyways.

I tip it into the bin

and

it falls

and I guess it keeps on falling

a kaleidoscope of

all those things

but I can’t remember what

any of them were

anyways.

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