Yes, you are now here. I can see you
because you are mine. My soaring
& my failures. You are no longer
a stranger, uninvited & welcome
to vandalize my thoughts
with the language of a woman
who does not know she is
a feast. Dear lover, the earth
meets inside of me, my wife
& my husband at once. My all,
you - sweet self of trouble
& kindness. I adore the lips
who no longer need
to imagine a future
where I am better.
Contributor Notes
Rachel Eliza Griffiths is a poet and visual artist. Her fourth collection of poetry, Lighting the Shadow, will be published by Four Way Books in 2015. Griffiths teaches creative writing at Sarah Lawrence College and lives in Brooklyn.
