Speech Therapist for the Angels

For Sheri

As we recall her in unison,
I hear her mocking herself

for the way she said
“button.” I mock myself

for trying too hard
to out-walk

my shadow. She’s been gone
so long, so much longer

than she was alive.

Dimming flashbacks to our secrets
remain safe within me.

How the angels do sing
through their stutters and lisps

to thank her
for being one of them.

4 thoughts on “Speech Therapist for the Angels

  1. Amy, just found this poem. When did you write it? I’m so impressed with your insight and means of expressing yourself. Means a lot. Thanks!

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