Let Us Pray | reb

Let Us Pray

let us pray: bow your heads:

my head is over my knees: metallic air: rust: dust: blood:

mother left in april: for san antonio: hail mary: hail rains:

i am double buckled in the backseat: of a truck: inches away from being swept: into a flood: this town will later remember as: fierce:

I used to live in the Cowboy Capital of the World: wake up with ladybugs all over the pillow:

our grief: our downpour: stickers in our bare feet:

ford escape escapees:

grandma sends me a chain email about loving god: how reading the bible makes satan sick to his stomach:

we float to the end of the river and hot asphalt burns our feet until they swell and blister:

there is no other way back:

there is no other way:

to return to the mouth:

reb (she/they) is not a girl but is a horse girl. their heart is on fire! 

This poem is from South Broadway Press’ new anthology, 
Dwell: Poems About Home. Purchase here.