explorer's trials, e.g. 10 by Dorothy Quinn

Sep 2013

(I)

I pushed the Creator out of my chest.
Jesus wept,
and wept, and wept.

(II)

I kissed your hand instead;
I am not the Prodigal Son,
I never looked back.

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