Georgetown

by Sarah Koenig

 

We were a stop on the Georgetown Haunted History Tour. We were awake the whole time it was
happening, listening to the tour guide talk about us. Then we were asleep, wandering the ghostly
halls ourselves. In our dreams we did the laundry and every ordinary task while apparitions like
morning fog fluttered at our feet. We knew they were real because when we thought of them, the
lights flickered in acknowledgement.

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SARAH KOENIG lives in Seattle, WA. Her poetry has appeared in Gravel, DIAGRAM, Barrow Street, and Forklift, Ohio, among other journals. It has also appeared on King County transit as part of the Poetry on Buses project and in Washington 129, an anthology of Washington State poets.