we ask the night
for advice
on how to love
her
we fashion a net of fears
cast them deep into
the dawn to soak up
every single dew
drop
we wear the mantle of this
weight
on our shoulders
for years
until we have the
hardest stones
to offer
the
moon
into dawn
30 Mayin another life
i ask you if you serve
a god
if you are already
a god
and you laugh
maybe for the first
time
i wonder if i
am serving you
ornately enough
as my hands always do
ache to catch all of
the gossamer parts
of your perfect
peals of
joy
fire brand
26 Maywe shake our fists
rattle important
planets in our
haste we
change ecosystems
with our thoughts
we can’t stop betting
no we can’t stop running
no we can’t stop praying
for peace from the
shadows we made in
first grade slipped on
with excitement
looked around the world that
darkness made
swallowed hard
dove down into this particular
room in the clouds for
grief
birds
prism again
23 Mayit began as a
sigh
or the intake of
breath
before the sigh
the everything fighting
to be heard
nothing listening
kind of breath
the one that pulled you
in on a day you weren’t
looking and proceeded to
sew beads to your
shadow when you
were in battle with
the night
the breath made of
ragged jagged teeth
pushing out fine lips
the sigh that
stood at your door
head against
wood
never
knocking
