Hide and Seek

God showed up in my kitchen last night
while I was chopping Brussels sprouts.

At first I thought it was my husband, but he
usually says hello.

Then I worried I’d cut my finger,
but it was only a flash of red nail polish

dark enough in the kitchen light to look
like something coming from a vein. Thankfully

everything that was supposed to stay inside me
stayed inside me, especially since God was there.

That would have been embarrassing. To be so exposed
in front of God. Can you imagine?