The inside of God is black. Even before His trachea caught fire it was black and stained our sleeves. We wear the dust of Him anywhere dust can get. Our teeth are black, our hands black, our cuts black and rust, our corneas starch-white. We can finger the crag of Him beneath our skin, a […]
Shannon Wagner, originally from Richlandtown, PA, received her MFA in poetry from Emerson College. Her poems have appeared in Poet Lore, Stirring, and The Fiddleback. She lives in Watertown, MA.