Sacred-Making

Kimberly Phinney

plucked from the vine my hands
wash you clean

red in bloom i waited for
you i cradled and read

you like fine-printed wonder black
and white on the page

like double suns on ocean
horizons halting man

to stare like a newborn’s mouth
predawn crying for mother’s milk

this divine quotidian act
we make as I cut you in halves

your twin chambers in twos
pulse your meaty valves breathe life

a fruit they say
a heart like mine

we beat together
in this sacred-making

i eat

Kimberly Phinney
Artist & Literature Teacher

Published in Ruminate Magazine, Calla Press, and Heart of Flesh

Photography by Katie Azi

Ekstasis Magazine