Vol 4 No 1 2010
Kimberly, talking quietly
In the daytime after no rest, you sleep
on the train, coming from McDonalds
you sleep on the bus riding to Denny’s
you sleep in the library trying to read
what the teacher says we have to know.
You don’t know I’m sleeping too
you think I’m awake, you think
I can rest in the nights we share
but I’m like you, Inés, I’m like you
in another language, sleeping
and awake in the day and the night
in the same night, every night
we’re together, sleeping
separate in the dark.
Judith Arcana