✨ Cathedral

not sure how...

Cathedral

Lichen scented—deadfalls’ punk awakens
in rain. I am not sure how else to be but yours.

Crows name us beneath branches.
My body rises, feral. Cloudburst dirties

your cheeks. Undersong
of wayward fronds.

And in the forest, you are scripture and priest.
And in the forest, wild roses tuck their leaves.

—Lauren Davis

“Cathedral” is taken from Home Beneath the Church. Copyright © 2022 by Lauren Davis. Used by permission of Fernwood Press. All rights reserved. www.fernwoodpress.com. Photo by Kristen Verity Amm, via Unsplash.