a hummingbird in a hurricane
god in a girl dream; I said sorry
not knowing what for.
A piece of fruit I turned
over and over in my hands.
To have seen it a million times,
never seeing it at all,
and seeing it true for the first time all at once.
hidden in plain sight
the leaf and the garden both
the sheen on the tail, the feather,
the air, the time it took to die.
she said I can give you a sword
but I can’t make you brave
courage can only be a choice
they say heaven is invite only
but today I understand:
I could choose to keep you
tucked inside me like a divine wing,
a dream that doesn’t know how to be alone.