by Zhihua Wang
Since I got used to sleeping
on the floor, I figure I can travel
around the world now. The nights
tossing in strange beds and beddings
won’t be a scene. Everywhere
will be the same: hard and flat.
I only need my small pillow,
thin mat, and warm comforter go
with me along the journey. Every time
I roll them into a bundle, squeeze
them into my suitcase, I feel
I’ve packed with me, my sleep.
Zhihua Wang is a poetry candidate in the Arkansas Writers’ MFA Program at the University of Central Arkansas and is expected to graduate in December 2022.
Photography by Kenneth Godoy