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| READING LESSON
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Jake reads to me at four o'clock
in the morning. I coax him into Dr. Seuss,
after our sleepy talk, under a feather blanket,
about his fear
of books
and us, his fear
of our disappointment in him.
My head swims in an ocean
of air
that I can't breathe
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from Forever the Last Time
Wolsak & Wynn
2004
Copyright © Jim Slominski |
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