My Breath

My breathSeems to come slower these daysAs if it felt unneeded or, perhaps,Unwanted. Like awakening at nightBy the moment of day that stuckFeeling like a burr between toes.When I want a pink sky to swallowMe like the silos and red barns andHolsteins’ hooves digging brownedGrass. Soon it will be green again,I want to promise, without […]

My Breath

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