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1 Poem by Katya Buresh 

When There’s Too Much Weight in the Morning
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I throw the white blanket overhead
& suddenly I’m a priestess, my
temple a dome of soft cotton &
goose feathers.
 
                        I chant silver 
rivers of words until
        everything melts into apparition.
 
a stag
nuzzles my left 
shoulder. I nod, caress his
neck, and ascend 
 
            to the seat of his back so 
he can carry me into the 
            distance. 
 
my eyes are shut, my
mouth open.
 



Katya Buresh is a writer based in Baltimore. Her work can be found in Ligeia Magazine, the Los Angeles Review of Books, The Rumpus, and other publications. She reads poetry for OK Donkey. Find her at.sincerelykatya.com SincerelyKatya.com and @katyanburesh.
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