Multilingual

A short poem about language relief

Photo by GRÆS Magazine on Unsplash

I take off my English
and put it on the coat rack.

It sits there, ready for my next trip.

I walk to my closet
With light steps
Unencumbered

I pull a cozy nightdress
A second, third, fourth language
Not fully feathered but comfortable

I settle in, my feet up on the recliner

By Eashan Reddy Kotha