by Jessica Kraker
It wasn’t a problem when you forgot my name
but it was when I forgot myself
I forgot that east of west is still east
and that the north star only leads you home if you have one
I don’t even know how to use a compass
or maybe I forgot how when it led me to you.
I forgot where I was going but
I think we forgot where we were
no maps to guide us
I walked for miles to the moon just to get you back
because who am I without the sun?
I was the universe,
the cosmos,
the Earth, itself,
to you if only you’d remember
forget my name. forget my face.
those are of no consequence to me
but when you forget my essence, I forget myself.
