Sleep by Erika Kamlert

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Sleep

He rose up over heavens and oceans
The wind and the waves turned to mist
Everything wants us to stay here;
the reflexes of light- glittering salt
the longing of sound- a slow exhale over the horizon
My prayer lies face down in these wandering waters
Ready to catch him when he falls

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Erika Kamlert has contributed to poems or is forthcoming in Ink, Sweat & Tears, Academy of The Heart and Mind, Ordkonst, Komma, Pequod and Papi. She has worked as a teacher in creative writing and is translating her poetry into English. 

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