Devotions
Imani Christopher
to the small dark that made me to strawberries and basil beneath my nail from chopping
sweet bits of left behind to the slope of sun over your half-awake nose
regal in any light to meeting myself over & over
again at the edge of another season to cattails to water only one of us can stand in
to the shells i brought back to late shuttles and the salt in your throat
to friends that crowd the table insist upon taking their time
to the next color i paint my toes to the talks i could’ve lived without
to corn colored donut peaches to the rain on last year’s boots
to evidence of breath fogging my lenses to leftover prayer & then some
laughter returning to my body a dog at a familiar fence
even from yards away sensing a shift in light
Imani Christopher is a (forever) poet, (sometimes) florist, and (budding) filmmaker based in Brooklyn, New York. Her poems start with questions and end with memories. When she's not writing, she is probably (definitely) on Instagram.