In the Nine Day Room

across the floor, over the bed, around

my throat, ‘til I lock that clock

in a drawer, let time be tallied

by space between breaths

Deborrah Corr

Deborrah Corr is a poet living in Seattle, Washington. She writes about human experiences of loss, of growing up, of aging and being alive in the natural world. The author of the chapbook Naked Rib (Finishing Line Press), her work has also appeared in many journals including The Penn Review, Chicago Quarterly Review, Booth, Passager, Rust & Moth, The McNeese Review, and Catamaran. You can find her at deborrahcorr.com.

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