She has a new god by Maggie Devers

She has a new god

Maggie Devers

Her god is ecstatic dancing
Surrender to the music, feel the beat in your marrow, your feet planted, the earth holds you, spin with her, faster and faster, until all that remains is pure joy

Her god is Italy
Motorbikes and cycles with bells and churches with bells and 14th century art and a sore neck from looking at domes and gelato

Her god is her children
Soft bellies, chubby cheeks, that divine scent at the top of their heads, bath time, first words, crawling, walking, the rise and fall of a chest, eyes closed, blink and you’ll miss it magic

Her god is poetry
Words flow through our most complex parts and hand us empathy, stanzas give rhythm to the day, lines whispered in the night bind our wounds, we heal letter by letter

* Read my debut poetry book, For My Daughter

* Follow me on Instagram for more poetry @rembrandts.cure

Submissions are open. If you have a poem you want me to read on the podcast, now’s the time.

I’m looking for the one that lights you up. The one you’re proud of. The one you can’t read without crying. The one that makes you feel something big.

Let’s make space for the one this Fall on One Poem Only.

Deadline is Thursday, July 31.

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