Shasha’s Memoir

amalgamated by Petra Press

She shut me in the closet
I studied the nap of coats

She locked me in the trunk
I heard a piano sonata

She took away my food
I remember tastes of citrus

She bound me in the bed
I dreamed of midnight forests

She took away my shoes
I danced a habanera

She left me
She left me

I spun my breath