YEs
…And we will come to him and make our home with him.
~ John 14:23 ~
Some days God is a house guest
I sweep the kitchen for.
Man shall not see
me and live. But I am
instructed for beholding,
supposedly, one thing I ask,
to gaze through
some gossamer, moth-
eaten veil. Close the door
to the back room, lay out prostrate
the porcelain plates. What is the house
you would build In the kitchen,
for me? my roommate
unloads the dishwasher take this
and places my cup on the shelf
beside hers. I intercept
the sun from
me with wafer
eyelids. When the Son
of Man claimed to be
a homemaker, did he intend
to wash the windows?
Kaley Hutter is a poet and theatre maker from Charlottesville, Virginia. Her work has previously appeared in LAMP and Riverview Artspace’s Beat Burg project. She teaches college composition, paces when she reads, and searches for divine signals hidden in everyday encounters. You can find her spoken word on Instagram @notiwhospeak.