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The Blessed Sacrament stands in a golden chamber Surrounded by an artificial golden sunshine On a white marble alter bathed in light, Two candelabras, seven candles each side. Ten tea-lights burn in a semi-circle on the marble steps. The first five pews in front of this sight are empty No one can imagine themselves worthy enough. In the sixth row a couple kneel, Their heads bent, their knuckles touching Like God had designed them that way. Behind them a woman prays furiously, Like a snake her...

The sun-drenched, thirsty ground crunching underfoot Confirms my location as foreign. The tentacle like embrace that clutches at my breath Confirms my fears as rational. The blood seeking lion Embraces the wide-eyed antelope On a dusty plain reeking of thirst and loss. Two bodies entwined, unified By an unflinching survival instinct The outcome is predetermined Still the antelope struggles. A jaw clamped on a delicate skull, Muscles taut, tense then silence As the struggle ends with a single ...

Parcels and Parlances The arrival of the stamp-covered package Caused quite a stir in my house. The hushed excited tones of my mother’s voice Describing the appearance of the item in question As if it were a baby abandoned on our doorstep Miles of bubble wrap and cellophane later I surveyed The sad little pile of clothes Remnants of an abrupt departure. The morning I left they tarred the street outside his flat. I imagine my replacement walking on smoother, warmer ground. Folded carefully ins...