Malaika King Albrecht
THESE ARE MY TRANSGRESSIONS
I’ve eaten brunch with a lesser saint
wearing a horse shoe halo
and plucked the elderflower from his hand.
I’ve worn a shadow to a wedding
and sunlight to a wake. I’ve forgotten
that every blink’s a funeral
and suffered the momentary loss of light
and the sight of you.
Born of salt, slanted light and wind
mixing stars into the lake,
I still see my face in water fountains.
I’m a clanging bell, the lost left shoe,
the dirt road through the middle of the woods
leading home. I’ve transfigured
a necklace of red flowers into bees.
Bio: Malaika King Albrecht is a frequent contributor to Wild Goose Poetry Review and Founding Editor of Redheaded Stepchild. Her third collection of poetry, “What the Trapeze Artist Trusts”, was published by Press 53 earlier this year.