By Emily Cornell
Sometimes I forget
the things I used to do alone. My arm
has grown useless; my hand’s, gnarled–
gripping my pen to the page
has become a burdensome task. But, yet,
I regain feeling.
Emily Cornell has a BA in English from the University of North Texas. In her free time she takes naps with her cat. Her work can be seen in the North Texas Review and at emilyisallwrite.tumblr.com.