Two Poems by Sarah Sarai

One Day a Year You Can Take Something Home from the Met You have to have been born one block from the Long Island Sound. The museum’s insurance company requires proof Louie’s was serving clam chowder that night. Your parents’ bed would have had to be, of course, your first mattress and when you think back, sixty years later, it is essential you wonder, Where … Continue reading Two Poems by Sarah Sarai