Sonja Johanson

murmuration


I care, about the language, the shape 
vowels take, slipping from your tongue, 

obsidian, sleek, volcanic; the way you see 
my words written as I speak them to you;

insistent buzzing of your voice behind 
my ears as I read your hand; our breath 

breezing out the window; flocks of starlings 
passing, wheeling apart, together, apart, up.



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Sonja Johanson attended College of the Atlantic, in Bar Harbor, Maine., and currently serves as the Volunteer and Outreach Coordinator for the Massachusetts Master Gardener Association. She has recent work appearing in The Albatross, Off the Coast, and Out of Sequence: The Sonnets Remixed, and was a participating writer in The Found Poetry Review’s 2014 Oulipost Project. Sonja divides her time between work in Massachusetts and her home in the mountains of western Maine.

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