There

After the exodus of light, let there
be black that doesn’t soak up white. Let there
be skin born back on every scar and tear.

Let there be no oceans or weapon wear
of tides raking the shores. Sister, stand there
after the exodus of light.

……………………………………. Let there
be not afraid, for you are with the fair
and mighty god of your body.……. Stare.

Be skin born back on every scar and tear
that undershirt, brother. Let us all bare
this weight. Let there be loose. Let there-
after.