By Thomas Page

I played the saxophone in the eighth grade

Which in hindsight

Is the worst time to play the saxophone.

I had an alto

Which would blister in my teeth

As I tried to move my hands along the brass keys

Mimicking the basic songs of yore.

I remember seating awkwardly

Like the phone in my hands

Trying to read along with the music

Which seemed so disconnected with my fingers.

During Christmas,

I walked up to the front of the church

To sit with the elementary school students

And play something I don’t quite remember.

I don’t remember anything I played

Just the feeling of the brass

And the wood on my tongue.

I found out later that my problem with reading was universal

And I was fitted for glasses

Just after I put the saxophone away

One thought on “Alphabets: Mu

  1. Thank you so much for sharing. We see the students through your poem. I almost forgot about saxophone. It’s a reminder. I enjoyed it. For a moment, I was away from stress. I mean it in the true sense of the term.
    Best regards,
    Sincerely yours,
    Tabassum.Tahmina.Shagufta Hussein


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