a million gods would kill for this job
& the world rushed into existence
god
said LIGHT
MOON
WATER
RIB
& the world rushed into existence
hungry to prove itself
as a first-day intern
god
said I DON'T UNDERSTAND
WHY IT'S SO DIFFICULT FOR YOU
TO PULL TOGETHER
A DECENT SKY
so the interns
gathered the lumpy blue oceans
& cinched them with a cerulean belt
god
said FIND ME
THAT STAR I HAD
IN MY HAND
YESTERDAY MORNING
but failed to specify which one
so the interns called around
& filled the sky with lesser lights
god
said FLORALS?
FOR SPRING?
GROUNDBREAKING
& that year
all the interns agreed
it was
god
said HOW MANY TIMES
DO I HAVE TO SCREAM
YOUR NAME
which just made the interns
blush harder
under the fig trees
& on the sixth day
god
said THAT’S ALL
but the interns
knew
it wasn’t —
Ashley Varela is a queer writer & author based in Seattle, Washington.