Day Five

reading is sometimes like swimming

cramped underneath the
weight of books
their spines,
jostling about me
shouting all the while, “Read me!”
“Read me!”
most times I relent
and dive, mouth first
into the deep,
wide spaces
between words
i recall moving my arms
in swift motions, feet
violently kicking
most days it happens
like this

i’m still learning
how to swim…

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