Attention

Attention You, circling the pool on your trike, I lost count so many times, watering red and yellow cannas. A deep green muck of marsh long unattended. I sprayed their thirsty roots as I heard the splash. Turning, not seeing you, I dove in my pajamas frantically searching, time rushing. I found your wrist and pulled you free. I checked. I felt no breath - no rise in chest I couldn’t lose you. My mind racing - I pressed my mouth upon yours breathing into you deep and long seconds, minutes I breathe for you. I breathed you. Your chest rose, just a little. Our breath passing between us, exchanging in and out give and take - yours and mine until you take your own Both coughing, both crying, both breathing I didn’t lose you. I hold you and all we do is breathe. Each breath releasing my tears. Each breath you take separating me from you once more. Published: Boston Literary Review