Plenary Absolution
BY EMMA BOLDEN
In the inexcusable distance between
myself & God I built a house, I fenced
my taxes, I filed & folded, I mowed
my forgiveness into a fine fringe, I walled
my will to live with slips of paper, I pre-paid
& pre-checked, I asked God if He had ever
imagined such greens & the TV stuttered
into static, it seemed easy enough so I took it
as a sign that divine silence isn’t the same
as indifference, I put a seed under my tongue
& called it a garden, I knit my nothings
into the lawn & called that spring, I haunted
each river I passed until it stilled into mirror,
I lidded my eyes with pennies each night,
& God said O honey & I said well finally, & when
I told the night to cool it with those darks I saw
the question I had haloed above me, are
you are you are you, I saw the asking was its own
answer, I saw God nod & ask it back to me.