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Sleeping Without My Sons

I brought the sheet from home
     but not them—
the little one who pinches my breasts
     with cold fingers and
pushes the blankets off us both
     even as I pull them back,
all night long.
     And the bigger boy, rolled
in his own blanket with his face
     to the wall,
who kicks me in the darkness
     with untrimmed toenails.
From their parted lips, the slow
     sweet breath of corpses.

In this stranger’s thin bed
     I keep waking,
arms hanging off to emptiness
     on both sides, while
on the floor, the white stripes of dawn
     brighten like steel
and lie heavy, 
     as if I could hold them
the light
     in both hands.


Emma Wynn received her M.T.S. from Harvard Divinity School and teaches Philosophy & Religion and LGBTQ U.S. History at a boarding school in rural Connecticut. Her poetry has appeared most recently in Sky Island Journal (which nominated her poem for the Pushcart Prize), West Trade Review, peculiar magazine, apricity press, and The Raw Art Review.

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