Marc Darnell
She couldn't face the crowd in the steeple,
though it was Sunday and she never missed,
something within the Eye of people,
she couldn't face the crowd in the steeple.
She'd come to pray for the poor and the feeble.
How she feared her cheek would be kissed,
but she couldn't face the crowd in the steeple,
though it was Sunday and she never missed.
Bio
Marc Darnell is an online tutor and custodian in Omaha NE, and has also been a phlebotomist, hotel supervisor, busboy, editorial assistant, farmhand, devout recluse, and incurable brooder. He received his MFA from the University of Iowa, and has published poems in The Lyric, Rue Scribe, Verse, Skidrow Penthouse, Shot Glass Journal, The HyperTexts, Candelabrum, The Road Not Taken, Aries, Ship of Fools, Open Minds Quarterly, The Fib Review, VerseVirtual, Blue Unicorn, Ragazine, The Literary Nest, The Pangolin Review, and elsewhere.