It's Still Life

Today I Shall…

learn to breathe.
breathe into my bowels,

and exhale like an aria
breeze off the sea cliffs.

I shall learn to heave
and breathe as if feral,

breathe as if tracking
a rotting-brachish scent.

and when this virus has
left us, I shall, with luck,

and god willing, breathe
for all those who do not.

NaPoWriMo Day 7: write from a news article and PA Day 7: Lucky and Unlucky

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©️ Misky 2020 It’s Poem a Day month. These are all 1st drafts.