It’s Simple: By Alx Uttermann

it’s simple,
this voice learning to hear itself

like the way the book falls open
to just the right page
the one that says ‘yes!’
& has obscure handwritten notes scribbled
in the margins

so simple,

this window opening to the moon

how you brush aside the curtains
so gently
with one hand
to get a better view
& the silver light kisses your cheek in thanks

so simple,
this heart opening to love

how you’ve stretched it before
a hundred times beyond the point of snapping
& have finally come to discover
that the heart knows
how to bend, how to give, how to expand outwards
in all directions

& never once
needs to break