Maria Giesbrecht

DON’T TAKE THIS THE WRONG WAY, BUT GOD CAN’T HEAR YOU

because he has no ears

of his own. Your ears are his.

You think there is space between—

a whole sky, fat as a blue whale—

but there isn’t! God can’t even see you

in your combat boots and red cashmere

scarf from the consignment store.

There is no celestial and woman.

In fact, all 3.95 billion gods

wake up every morning

in little apartments, get dressed

in colors that can scream, and roam

the world in boots just like yours.

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