58/365 : my favorite flowers grow back east

for alyssa, nawal, jen, adrianna and judy... thank you for being my eastern sunflowers

we are all holy sunflowers turned up toward a magnificent sky
but--
i like most the ones who grow back east
where it's unlikely
and hard
and still somehow they shoot out of slate cement
into smog-filled skies
screaming tantalizing blessings
for all the angry
suffocated
trying
souls
who walk weary
too fast to even
notice

holy is, at first,
the struggle to remember

then eventually,
it is just love

doing that thing it does
drenching everything weary
in it's okay baby
mama's gotcha
mama's gotcha