A Walk Around the Park Without My Phone

I feel for it in my pocket. 

It’s not there. 

I left if at home, just for ten minutes. 

If someone needs me

I can surely get back to them

in ten minutes time. 

But for now I’m here. 

Walking in the park without my phone. 

The wind nips my cheeks. 

I touch my pocket again. 

Slowly, I notice children, mothers, dogs. 

I see some pigeons. 

People playing chess at the outdoor cafe.

Teenagers playing basketball.

A couple picnicking. 

And no one seems to be panicking. 

Maybe this is OK. 

Maybe it’s all going to be OK. 

Or at least OK for now…

Anyhow.

Here I am, walking in the park.

Walking in the park

without my phone.

Joshua Seigal