Prayer.
No. You did not pray for things.
Prayers,
like Franklin's key on a kite,
attracted the lightning,
burned at your mind and soul.
— Robert Stone, "Bay of Souls"
Showing posts with label prayers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prayers. Show all posts
April 4, 2011
November 5, 2008
Story
We saved some of the story
for ourselves,
like the words
of the songs we sang,
and the contents of our prayers.
-- Daniel Alarcon, "The Thousands"
(McSweeney's 28)
for ourselves,
like the words
of the songs we sang,
and the contents of our prayers.
-- Daniel Alarcon, "The Thousands"
(McSweeney's 28)
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