by Melissa Broder

Melissa Broder

God keeps unfurling me
with God’s gigantic helium.
There are scratchmarks all over
my life. That’s from my mitts.
Other human, this unfurliness
is far too spacious. Would you
lend me some muscle? Let’s
write a sermon on control. Let’s
write a love song for heavyweights
and by heavyweights
I mean everyone.

Last updated April 03, 2023