I look into the street & I see God in the dusk
in the shadow in the silence
in the winds.
I see God—jealous of the sins he forgets
I find God inside me—his beauty flowing like water in my veins
I see God—noble & sweet.
I see God & my body is a chapel
Men walk up to with holy water and sacrifice
So the next time I see God, he walks into my dream like everybody else.
Ugonna Owoh writes from a sphere created by nature. His work has appeared and is forthcoming in Tuck Magazine, Agbowó, Rattle, Pride, and elsewhere. He was shortlisted for the 2018 Keats-Shelley Prize.