Of God and His Conditions

by Rachel McMullen

My mind is a hemisphere,
half of a star
who hallucinates its power
to see beyond,
just like the rest.

On the edge
of my perforated heart,
I tear, shred
like sweep-picked
arpeggios, rip
like an imperative
gravestone on a night
the armor failed.

Here is where I dwell,
at the corner
and in a hole,
a preposition away
from acquiescence
in which I bend
to the backwards notion
of believing
in forever.

They say there is
power in the presence,
but it feels like a rage
that is all
but burning.

Rachel McMullen is a teacher, freelance writer, editor and poet from Mobile, Alabama. Her work can be found or is forthcoming in Eunoia Review, Ink, Sweat & Tears, Oracle Fine Arts Review, Three Line Poetry, Unbroken Journal and elsewhere. She is the co-founder and managing editor of Random Sample Review.