“St. Patrick’s Church”
by Erin McDonald
communion never left me feeling whole
or forgiven but instead left me with the warm
taste of sweet red wine that stained my white
teeth
when I became an acolyte my parents looked
so proud to have a godly daughter and
Pastor Cindy asked me “don’t you feel closer
to God?” and I responded “yes” and laughed
while I thought about how if I sinned
I’d go to Hell and how girls really aren’t that cute
I can ignore them
our church leader Father Shelby divorced his
wife and the elderly women talked and talked
among themselves over coffee and Bible
verses, some people left
the first girl I ever had feelings for was named
Katie, she had pale skin, almost translucent with
tiny freckles covering her cheeks and light blonde
hair “she looks just like an angel” I was seven
and when I got mono the next year she brought
me a plush teddy bear kneeling down praying
and told me to “get well soon”
the only times I ever pray are when I am
close to death
so why am I praying