Loading...
Loading...
Click here if you don’t see subscription options
Diana Marie DelgadoAugust 18, 2022

I am no longer afraid.
I live with light now.
Every morning
one small bead
appears on my collarbone
like a necklace.
I have been dead for years.
My son was never born.
A grape, he sleeps
behind my intestines.
He is a color I have
never thought of.
Thrown from the temple,
I am where I’m going,
never having to step
on the ground, moving
through this world
until I shatter.
I am God
in his grave,
kind & always
in love.

The latest from america

Frank Turnbull, S.J., a longtime editor at 'America' who died earlier this week, is remembered as a humble, quiet and yet forceful presence to those who knew him during his 85 years of life.
James T. KeaneJuly 18, 2025
A Reflection for Saturday of the Fifteenth Week in Ordinary Time, by Zac Davis
Zac DavisJuly 18, 2025
Trauma-informed spirituality knows better than to promise that prayer will take away all the pain. But it can offer the hope that, even in the midst of pain, there can be moments of feeling whole.
Nicole KirpalaniJuly 18, 2025
Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu telephoned Pope Leo XIV, who urged Israel’s leader to revive negotiations and enact a ceasefire.