Dreaming with Sister
We missed our stop, pillows
for each other, mouths slumbering wide
to passing worlds, arms loosely hugging
lunch boxes--two lives lolling in time
to a mothering squeak and groan, halt
and roll. The driver followed breathing
to find us nestled in the last seat,
twin strands glistening down our chins
Derek Sheffield lives in Seattle where he is pursuing an M.F.A. in poetry at the University of Washington.
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