One-Way
Meet me in a memory
of walking distance
and fish heads
getting too real
reminds me of New York.
Reminds me of the pastry I had
at the Italian bakery
contemplating ordering gelato in December
happy birthday to me.
My favorite sweatshirt from the least kitschy shop in Times Square.
There was no snow.
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