In the event of my disappearance

the binary of mercy and fear will collapse into impossibility.

morning commute, San Francisco, CA (2016)

Cold winter sun’s sounds
carry us forward.
Birds flock, then scatter.

March’s light moves across our impatient bodies.
Like god, I also want to see myself embodied.

Author: ginger k. hintz

All the suspense of being on your knees, heaven spread.

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