Letting It Out

Allison Grayhurst


Letting it out


The vision is a smoke cloud

released from my pocket, wrapping

me with its smoky warmth, breaking chaos

at its backbone.


A thousand chains of fear and grief

swoop down from the once singing sky

to crash on my limbs and drown me

with their weight.


God as full as the sea, flushing through me,

flowing around me with the starfish and the stingrays,

with the minnow fish and the barnacles,

God outside me, inside of me, holding me

in this vision, breaking the vine.



Copyright © 2008 by Allison Grayhurst




First published in “Moongate Motherbird”, June 2017



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