Hot by Devon Balwit

Now, scientists confirm
            what we’ve long known,

that our earliest ancestors bloomed
            in Sulphur, bubbled from magma.

In the distant distance, we labored
            hydrogen like stars.

Daily, we still burn hot, tasting metal
            on our tongues.

That our organism formed in calm pools
            was a kind fiction

when any mirror reflects four billion years
            of banking embers in cells’ braziers.

Devon Balwit is a poet and educator from Portland, Oregon. She has a chapbook, Forms Most Marvelous, forthcoming from dancing girl press (summer 2017). Her recent poems can be found in: Oyez, The Cincinnati Review, Red Paint Hill, The Ekphrastic Review, Noble Gas Quarterly, Timberline Review, Trailhead Magazine, Vector, and Permafrost.

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