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.