Poem No. 3-Sonia Sanchez

​I’ve been battling a lingering sickness which made this week especially difficult. I have spent a bunch of time in bed which made me think of the lines of this poem. 

Enjoy! 

I gather up 

each sound 

you left behind 

and stretch them 

on our bed. 

each nite 

I breathe you 

and become high. 

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