i was only two shadows then
of knowing...
only a child...and a future woman
when the quintessential sky
broke open
I danced in its sun and its lie....
no awareness that war had begun under my very ground
The sky was too blue to mean harm to me..
but I saw people fainting...and I heard the angel of death's sound
I watched both castles turn into flame
No one explained what death looked like
So I stared right into the light

by evening, Dad rounded up the town
to pray for the fallen...
but I didn’t understand it...
just watched the candles flicker in my hand
I didn't know I'd be one day
a woman, slipping through
her own grief like slow moving sand

The night was thick with my whisper
words I couldn’t yet hold..
but the light pulled me forward
a gentle magic
when the world turned cold

the towers knew me
I leaned against their windows
like stained glass in a cathedral
first time I ever felt fear
bet you, you could hear late 90s twin towers life, two haunting sears
if you put my heart
to your ear

my city split like a libras night veil.
And the air
the sacred air
turned black with souls
and I burned the incense in my soul...
they were trying to stay
a little bit longer
inside someone
inside a 9 year old girl.

They are in me still.
I carry them in the caves of my lungs,
in the red Hudson river of my blood
They speak in my dreams
not with fear
but with flame.
I think they want me to carry their name
and live
for them

No one told me
that a child could become
a reliquary
of angels

I carry their smoke and their ashes in my heart
Dreams were glass windows and the glass was breaking
Angels wept.. and gods were shaking
I watched the sunlight turn into haze
And wandered like a puppet
through those firelit days

day one day two day 42
i breathed in their...ashes
and I wear them inside
the locket in my heart

new york girl...
will always know the dark
and she will never stop weeping

No one told me
that a woman could become
a reliquary
of angels