someday there will be
more doors
someday we
with ambiguous
accidental bodies
who carry the debt
of shame in the thread
of our bones will no
longer need to be
divine
someday we will learn
to see the shadows on
our faces rivered impressions
at the spill of our hips
for what they are
marks from where
we brushed against
another living universe
where no one has
to be small or
infinite to be
touched
where children are named
for the light where it
happens to fall
and the caterpillar
can spin a cocoon
to emerge
still a caterpillar
but new
…
griffin epstein is a non-binary settler, professor, and community-engaged researcher in Toronto (Dish with One Spoon). They are the author of so we may be fed (Frog Hollow Press, 2021), and a member of shrunken studios. Their poetry has appeared in CV2, Grain, and The Maynard. Find them at: griffinepstein.com
