Tony Trigilio Catholicism

The motive

wasn't loneliness.

It was silence

with a little

chastity, static

in the chasuble,

the choice to

hang the cross

facing the audience

or with its back

to us. Our table

clean of everything

but a spider plant,

its fronds pecked,

punctured by the cats.

A voice repeating

instructions through

the transistor radio.

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