“I’m Sorry I Love You
We never said these words in our house.
I’m going to repeat them
as many times as it takes
until I no longer hear what they mean,
until the vowels become high and low
notes, consonants
beats. I may have to commit
a year, a few months at least,
but what music I’ll make.”
We never said these words in our house.
I’m going to repeat them
as many times as it takes
until I no longer hear what they mean,
until the vowels become high and low
notes, consonants
beats. I may have to commit
a year, a few months at least,
but what music I’ll make.”
| — | Valerie Bandura, from Freak Show: Poems (Black Lawrence Press, 2013) |
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