
Lover of Faith, Lover of Marble
“before the insects trill their morning song / after the sisters snore their night prayers / we each take up cloth and name”
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“before the insects trill their morning song / after the sisters snore their night prayers / we each take up cloth and name”
“even as you pray what’s between you / and disaster is more than tape / and padded cups.”
“why am i thinking about doing my hair before i see to this fever / straightening myself up before i treat this sickness”
“I regret / that I never mentioned you in my sleep, never thought / that you might want me to leave the porch light on / for a thousand saints to welcome you to my home.”
By Amy Thatcher
They lifted me / into a sitting position, / fed me like an infant, / easy to love.
By Tara Mukund
“19 i have never heard anything / 20 more beautiful. i scrawl / 21 / 22 the data into my skull, / 23 it is my source code now.”
By Martins Deep
“i do / not want to sing / of this ruin that cast its shadow in my mouth”
“It is not a stretch when I say that I find delight / In a hungry hole, a faithful mouth waiting to be fed.”
By Tola Sylvan
“And I played a game of religion or trust in my own body, / cutting more wounds than I could count, refusing to be just.”