You don’t know what it’s like to die yet.
You’re fearless. Courage larger than any cathedral.
The world is a bouquet clenched in your fists. The sky bows into sunrise & the ocean draws out to desert before your calloused feet. Here, the rain pours like chant praising your name.
You who crawled out of the mouth you once loved: bloodied but breathing.
Audrey Ying, from “oxygen hymn”