I once baptized myself
in a gas station sink,
thinking maybe the soap scum
could erase what the priest didn’t.
They say grace is free
but mine came with a receipt
and a bag of Funyuns
on a Thursday.
when I finally told the truth
to a stranger who didn’t bat an eye.
He just nodded,
took a swig of his grape soda,
and said,
“Yeah, me too.”
That was the closest thing to salvation
I’ve ever known.
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I just want you to know how much I relate to this poem And how much it moved me. It’s brilliant. You convey so much in so few words. From one survivor to another, thank you. I appreciate you sharing.
So many people who care for me say nice things about my writing, but your comment means more to me than you know and I will cherish it forever. Thank you for your support.
Awesome!!!!!
powerful, succinct, and potent. Thank you for this poem.
Brilliant! How does so few words say so much?! Your Bio said you have a manuscript , is that like a book you have published ? I would love to read more of your work.