Latin women pray
In harmony of purpose
They pray for an end to the drought they face
in California’s deserts.
An angel translates this
Now kicking himself about
how he slacked off in Spanish class
only recognizing agua
makes up the other words
and hands his boss these butchered prayers.

He doesn’t check it
before the request’s approved
And no one’s maintained the text of Noah’s contract very well
No Lock-Out-Tag-Out
before the gate was opened
and flooded the world sans ark.

Ian’s poetry has appeared in Haiku Journal and Orpheus, and his writing has appeared in the Los Angeles Times, Amendo, Sci Phi Journal, and the anthology Noncorporeal. He enjoys crafting stories that play with spaces both sacred and secular.