Sauna Morning Poem by Sarah Vap
Sauna Morning
Winter's sunny
through the sauna's half-bottle windows. Weren't
you nervous?
Just as the world is. How the worst of them
drink their jam and water
and take off their clothes.
It's clear to everyone. Except you. You're not from here.
Implying, without shame.
That must be because it's so slowly. So little
by little. But I've already told you.
I look at the beautiful men. Today my life is just like that.
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