Carry Me

The water is rising—
Or is it draining?
I am draining the last bottle
Over ice and tonic.
The afternoons got hotter,
Then stopped coming.
So did you.

Blank pages and stairs—
Unanswered prayers.
From my chair I said:
Keep moving.
But I was paralyzed;
Couldn’t even stand.
You kept moving.

Melody Mack resides in her native home of Denver, Colorado. She runs a small diagnostics company and specializes in intraoperative neuromonitoring. In her free time she volunteers with a local animal shelter and is a devout yoga student. She hopes to finish her first chapbook in 2015.

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