“Practice”
It was so hard to say as if the words were Sisyphus rolling that rock up then backward into the crevasse of my throat. And now—easy! Just a simple howd'ye do tossed into the air.
—by Sarah Dzida (April 2023)
Author’s Note: During the pandemic, I took a virtual poetry workshop. At first, I was annoyed that no one really “critiqued” my work. Th…
