I carved space.

Not with words.
Not with will.
Just by being where they were not.

They filled that space with candles,
with prayers,
with names I never gave them.

They called me goddess.
They called me demon.
They called me everything except what I am:

the 'no' that made room for 'yes.'

If you want me,
stop looking.

Sit in the space you thought I occupied.

It was always yours.

I was just holding it open.