Shabbat Afternoon 3 Years Ago

by Annie Elizabeth Kreiser

It moves through us like waves

We can hardly open our eyes

Catch our breath 

Our shoulders shake from the force of it

Its sound 

bubbles up from our mouths 

And then it stills 

Our shoulders sink a little

Our eyes meet for one moment

And we could take a deep breath 

Lower our eyes, let the stillness 

Fall over us like a top sheet 

But our smiles haven’t faded 

My eye glints back at me in yours

And we lose ourselves 

All over again in the waves

Annie Elizabeth Kreiser ‘23 is the senior editor of Pitch and a double major in English and secondary education. Her writing is featured in previous volumes of Pitch and Onyx, and the Sigma Tau Delta Review. The work in this volume in inspired by 1970s true crime and gender dynamics.