There used to be an edge
where the world ended,
where ships would tumult
down cataracts into nothingness.
There are places still,
buffers and hallows
where the edges become light,
precipices that I have dangled
over and climbed,
screaming soundless
into the wind an incantation.
Prayer is an edge,
a contract that is non-binding on one side,
loose on the other.
Prayer is most needed on the edges,
sideways and gaunt.
I hang over the edge of the world whispering,
trusting that I won’t fall.
Kim Malinowski earned her B.A. from West Virginia University and her M.F.A. from American University. She studies with The Writers Studio. Her chapbook Death: A Love Story was published by Flutter Press. Her work was featured in Faerie Magazine and appeared in Mythic Delirium, Mookychick, Eternal Haunted Summer, and others.
