even in a space
where i was in closet-clothes
for the first time in many, many months
the shine from my face
(the length of my hair?)
[the reflection of my soul?]
had people sometimes-calling me
"miss", and "m'am"
this weekend with my grandparents
🌸🌸🌸
i felt in those moments
the overwhelming euphoria
of unexpected blessing
the kind of blessing that sprints after you
like a hungry thing
eager to catch, and wrap you in love
i felt in those moments hashem *hungering* to love me
i felt her hearing my cry from the narrows
and answering me
in the big wide open
i saw with my very eyes
our gay god unleash a ratpack of blessing
to stalk the earth around me
hungry to find me, to see me
beautifully, and truly, and deep
hungry to make themselves known
to catch me,
but really just to wrap me,
in their thirsted-for, breathless-chase love