o most gifted eye do not
see the banality of this world
see only what grace lent
in unwise pegasus all eight
wings of the seraphim
avenge our grief what is left
what i believe
a skull falls to earth i carry
it around show it the world here
here green proud hummingbird
fervor pinked sky here
cicadas have swarmed
turtle is full
moths have lived
two days pine marten plays
eats squirrel
mountain bones crumble
worn down by ice
the sudden erosion of a seabed: why
i murdered you the power
of suggestion of inflection
of invocation let me
have you
let me
have you
let me
have you
let me
have you
let me
have you
let me
have
Leia Penina Wilson is proudly Samoan. When she’s not reading YA Lit, she’s baking, making drinks, or playing Magic the Gathering. She loves animals. Her first book, i built a boat with all the towels in your closet (and will let you drown), is available from Red Hen Press. Follow her on Twitter and Instagram @rakishheir.