M(EYE) KIND OF AIR

by joannagilmanhyde

The Hawk Basement Exercise Room 10:38am

On My C2 Rowing Machine

I breathe with My Mouth

Open

I breathe in The Air

from The Basement Window

Cracked —

I breathe in The Air

of Nova Scotia

& I don’t even care

if The Roof of My Mouth

goes dry