The Merging of Rivers

By Hokis


As creatures we are nothing more, or less,

than skinned river beds.

Winding the terrain, hosting, enabling, and

quickening drifters and dwellers alike.

Then, one day we take a step out.

Stretch the potential of our watered down selves

We recite our vows;

the church, a damn

The witness, the land roots

The announcement of confluence proclaimed

in the familiar sound of the wise owl’s song.

Hokis is an American poet of Armenian descent.  She is senior curator of Headline Poetry & Press, a regular contributor to Reclamation Magazine, and featured in numerous anthologies. Her debut collection "Unbecoming" is a poet memoir sharing her personal rise from political trauma. You can find more about her, her published work, and Unbecoming at

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