A Prayer, Because I Went for a Walk in Riverside Park on a Warm Day in October and There I Saw So Many Puppies and Children Pushed in Strollers or Playing Little League with Their Moms and Dads and I Whimpered But Inside I Was Crying as I Usually Do When I Remember That My Body Was Not Made to Carry But My Soul Was Made to Nurture
staring at the sun for 24 hours
in a field of every grass.
Snake, whose skin is cold,
coil and rest on my belly for warmth.
copper on my tongue lingers,
I vomit gore without blinking
& it's pink, so the vultures come.
resplendent pineapple that I am,
so many seedless sharp flowers.
prey that prays to be preyed upon.
Wolf, whose streams have run dry,
lick my neck for salt and blood.
in a field of every grass.
Snake, whose skin is cold,
coil and rest on my belly for warmth.
copper on my tongue lingers,
I vomit gore without blinking
& it's pink, so the vultures come.
resplendent pineapple that I am,
so many seedless sharp flowers.
prey that prays to be preyed upon.
Wolf, whose streams have run dry,
lick my neck for salt and blood.
Brooklyn, NY // 2025-09-21