"I peeled / a banana. And cursed God—His arrogance, / His gall—to still expect our devotion / after creating love."
“I want to be unabashed, audacious, to gobble / space, to blush deeper each day in the sun, knowing / I’ll end up in an eager mouth.”
"I do not want / to give myself—I want to be stem, / stamen, petal, not blossom, not bloom—"
"Whatever direction you turned toward was face to face. / No back of the world existed, / No unseen corner, no test. No other earth to prepare for."