In Harlem

To say in prayer is to say in fear.
You don’t pray unless you’re afraid.

No, you don’t pray unless you’re afraid.
You don’t pray unless you’re afraid.

I pray when I’m not afraid.
There’s a lot to be grateful for, every

complicated month is free. You say, big facts.
Give me proof this pain is good.


“In Harlem” was first featured in Oxford Poetry, No. 98.