“Mary Considers Her Situation” by Luci Shaw
What next, she wonders, with the angel disappearing, and her room suddenly gone dark. The loneliness of her news possesses her. She ponders how to tell her mother. Still, the secret at her heart burns like a sun rising. How to hold it in— that which cannot be contained. She nestles into herself, half-convinced it was some kind of good dream, she its visionary. But then, part dazzled, part prescient— she hugs her body, a pod with a seed that will split her.