23 April 2025
submitted for Australian Poetry Anthology Vol. 12 2025 on 18 June 2025
avoiding the crump
white chalk on the night, write a wish in the sky
quick, rub it out, before it comes true
then scribble something ridiculous in your heart
like before the flood i am or density is god
the blossoming nodes and edges of who you are
attend to it – the space between edges is where
everything that could otherwise happen doesn’t
the awful has grunted and such it is