The religious door-knockers are back
These days I’m receiving them with a kinder heart.
One-eyed Jesus of the Sacred Heart
I bought him at a flea market, near the end
of the day, when everything in the stall
was a dollar. He stood on a table next to
snow globes and dog tags, ceramic mugs...
After the fact
I know you by the spaceyou leave empty.I draw lines in the airwhere the roof used to be.I wait for you, Lord,like a mailbox for a letter....