Last updated on November 8th, 2018 at 08:02 am


for Jackie

It is before dawn that we tell each
other our stories. In this way we relive
our atrocities, mine
at the hands of my father, and yours
I leave for you to speak.
You became a bird, you said,
learned the meaning of submission, not
as surrender, but as an intentional
psychic leave-taking. You were not
a bird. You were nothing less
than sky itself.

April Salzano teaches college writing in Pennsylvania. Her work has appeared in online and print journals such as Poetry Salzburg, Pyrokinection, Convergence, Ascent Aspirations, and The Rainbow Rose. She is currently working on her first collection of poetry and an autobiographical novel examining the beauty and pain involved in raising a child with autism.
image: fly like bird via Shutterstock
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