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Everything Beneath MAG
“we have yet to break the surface”
 I whispered
 after hours of scratching the stars away
 from the sky with my fingertips
 to cusp them inside of my hands
 and feel their light.
 
 I had every intention of stripping
 the darkness from the night –
 of pulling the constellations away
 from their imprints within the atmosphere
 to reveal Him
 
 because years ago, 
 Father had told me that
 “God is in everything”
 
 and from then on,
 I chose to move my body gently and eat slowly,
 to swallow Eucharist 
 in the smallest of pieces
 and nibble timidly around
 
 the cores of peaches in the case that
 He was within its pit, and
 whenever I close my lips –
 I can feel Him extend His legs,
 pinned in all directions beneath my tongue,
 shaping my words from biblical psalm,
 pulling sin in strands of prayer
 from the lining of my throat …
 
 I can always feel him,
 not heavy of a burden
 but wise,
 spread evenly about my skin,
 in everything I see and touch …
 
 holding Him, the stars, my pulse,
 parts of Him,
 inside my hand
 realizing that no battle had ever 
 been fought and won alone.

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