Then We Know What Sacred Is
by Betheney Reid
After the storm
when we have lost electricity
and the water is off
or undrinkable
A darkness comes
and our thirst starts to
turn our mouth to salt.
We return to the moonglow
to see our way.
We look to the drops of water
on the plants we pass without notice every day
but now stop
and lick the moisture
eyes closed
to better feel
the wetness on our tongue
and imagine the inside of our mouth
opening every cell.
Only in that moment
do we know what sacred is.
Betheny L. Reid is a writer with years of poetry and fiction hidden in boxes, letters and emails sent to family and friends. Not wanting an Emily Dickenson-type post-mortem, Ms. Reid now submits her writing for publication to share with others. Ms. Reid currently lives in Dallas, Texas, but is often found hiking on a trail somewhere far from the city.
Lala Abaddon is a Terlingua artist specializing in metaweaving. She seeks to examine the dual nature of binary relationships with parallels that give shape to their physical existence. Lala studied Sociology and Religion, and is an Artha Project alumni in New York City.Lala has had showings in NYC and Syracuse. she also taught at the School of Visual Arts in NYC and completed multiple residencies, including Long Road Projects in Jacksonville FL and the Red Bull House of Art in Detroit, MI. Lala’s work can be found on Instagram at lala_abaddon.
