and sometimes
like the day
I am breaking
I am becoming
sharp light
and the stillness
is leaving
the quiet
is gone
I am unable
to find the sleep
the night
the closed
whole night
within
the stillness
becomes me
and the
heart of me
like a lost bone
is bleaching in
the moon’s light
my thoughts become
a song and the song
becomes a dream
like this
I am a child again
a girl again
swimming inside
Myself again
I am reminded
I am able
I am breathing in
the stillness
I am feeling full
on the night
like a held whole note
a held breath
a held exhale
and here and how
is how and when I
touch the
always
Poem by Stephanie A. M. Olson
I am the English teacher at a rural school in northwestern Minnesota. I earned my Writing MFA at Hamline University, and my work has appeared in a handful of publications here and there.