Even the gods misuse the unfolding blue. Even the gods misread the windflower’s nod toward sunlight as consent to consume. Still, you envy the horse that draws their chariot. Bone of their bone. The wilting mash of air alone keeps you from scaling Olympus with gifts of dead or dying
Nicole Sealey was born in St. Thomas, Virgin Islands, and raised in Apopka, Florida. She received an MFA from New York University and an MLA in Africana studies from the University of South Florida. Sealey is the author of Ordinary Beast (Ecco Press), which is forthcoming in 2017. She has received fellowships and awards from CantoMundo, Cave Canem Foundation, and the Elizabeth George Foundation, among others. She is the executive director at Cave Canem Foundation and lives in Brooklyn, New York.