God in Four Letters

This is the omnipotence

that created

and despises you

Now, find a pathway to love

even though the walls are built

of mourning

Construct a house out of dreams

and find a way to make it protect you

from the wind

And when you find yourself shouting up and asking

Is life really all dust and pain and sky

Know that the answer is yes

But that you can always

Pass through the door

As they say

Sometimes I think it is better

sooner, rather than later

Even now I worry

That when they dig into me

they will find that my heart has

lost all of its creaturness

That it has solidified

That it, more than anything, now

resembles a gun

Nora Rose Tomas is a queer writer based in New York City. She is currently an MFA candidate at Columbia University. You can follow her on Instagram @dr_sappho.