Take, Eat
April 22, 2018Take, eat; this is my body.
Like a deer he came to me,
Parting the ferns,
Like a deer with bright antlers.
I chased him across meadows,
Take, eat; this is my body.
Like a deer he came to me,
Parting the ferns,
Like a deer with bright antlers.
I chased him across meadows,
The church of my childhood
was redbrick, too.
Smug and warm inside, I’d
watch the snow battling the windows
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