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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Ana Maria Guay

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Prayer for Apostasy

You come back to me like a liturgy,
a kyrie eleison crawling
up the throat of my memory.

Lord have mercy. Christ have mercy.
Some things get their mouths
in your flesh and don't let go,
arrowheads of the terrible mysteries.

I haven't thought about God in a long time
but a month ago your I love you
hammered my ribcage into a cathedral arch.

Now I pray for the art of unbuilding.
Kyrie eleison. Teach me how to stop
carrying words like they're holy.