Sonnet
Sarah Dravec
I am very sad because my tree is empty. I am very sad and you do not love me. You are
on the other side of the tree. You are
on the other side of the ocean. I have created a tree floating in water for you. I have given you an incredible dead thing. Is that you playing in the leaves? Is that you cutting shapes into the bark? Stop it. When you hold the leaves against your face, it makes me hurt so much. Stop it.
When you break the bark that way,
it makes me hurt so much. It is too late. You will never be able to reach me.
It is too late. You will not float as well as my tree.
Sarah Dravec is a graduate student in the NEOMFA in Akron, Ohio, where she studies poetry. She is a poetry editor for Barn Owl Review. Her work has appeared in The Bakery and Dressing Room Poetry Journal.