ANDROGYNOUS GABRIEL
Lauren Hilger

another one winged
this one in sandals up to his calf

he points up you get it
the light is lilied sun thinned

your chest becomes feral
you can never see your own halo

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when I tell you you look
for escape where can you go?

my putti
everywhere

had I no hair would I be as sweeping
as generous? I wouldn’t be that is so

my angels are cowering now
this is not sorrow

the glow around you
is larger than you are

the very end of sorrow
when the iris plant behind you

begins to draw your eye