the big fish i live on writhes
knowing its ancestor
fills up with smoke
but it’s too cut up to do
anything but continue to
rest in the sea it’s known
since the jawbone and some
blood brought it
into the world
of the light
sometimes the sun shines
too brightly
so it tries to turn
its body to face the ocean floor
sometimes the flames
give up their dancing
and turn to a rage
that rumbles like the
godly fetus of earthquakes
in the heart of te ikanui o maaui
they wish for safety
for all their children
spread across this sea of islands
and if they can’t have that
if we can’t have that
then justice
justice
justice
Copyright © 2024 by essa may ranapiri. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on May 13, 2024, by the Academy of American Poets.