The Object Being Crushed Beneath Me
I can sleep almost anywhere.
I can get comfortable in strange positions and
places and I used to find this impressive–
bragging about how little I could rest and eat
and live, but lately, I have been concerned
that my mattress is wearing unevenly
because I can’t take up space on both sides.
And even with this knowledge I feel
bad for the mattress and not myself because
now I am acutely aware of the object being
crushed beneath me. I consider
the weight of my hips and wonder
how much damage they have done by existing.
Katherine Welch is a senior studying international relations at SUNY Geneseo. She spends lots of time journaling little poems, and a dear friend of hers from home (Webster, NY) encouraged her to share some with Gandy Dancer. If you ask nicely, she will probably knit you a scarf.