Trilogy of Faith — Lance Sheridan


Metamorphosis Childlike in white gauze bandages bent around my head, my hands, under the bell of full metal clasps tucked in like twelve discipled verses- I am a snail that walks a black line along the holy house, in search of water wound like a ball of rain, thirsting for an existence; a priest condemns […]

via Trilogy of Faith — Lance Sheridan

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