By Kashiana Singh
I. Threshold
The prayer does not arrive as thunder.
It drips, slow as honey,
from a wound I thought was sealed.
I kneel not because I’m small,
but because the ground
knows the shape of my body.
There is no asking left,
only the quiet unmaking of names.
God does not speak.
God becomes the silence
I finally stop filling.
II. Dissolution
When the river reaches the ocean
it does not negotiate.
It dissolves.
I unlearn the choreography of control.
The breath—unclenched.
The spine—unlocked.
Here, even the bones remember
their first prayer was surrender.
I open like the mouth of the river,
no longer needing to return.
When Kashiana Singh is not writing, she lives to embody her TEDx talk theme of Work as Worship into her every day. Her latest full-length collection, Witching Hour was released in December 2024 with Glass Lyre Press. Author of five collections, Kashiana lives in North Carolina and proudly serves as Managing Editor for Poets Reading the News and President of the North Carolina Poetry Society.
