Sunday, April 11, 2010

St. Gemma Galgani (patron of students and pharmacists)

your mind unraveled

a mark of disgrace

impressed by divine favor

on your body

a disease, a spot, brand yourself.

I bear on my body

the marks of _________.

as if you deserve these

five holy wounds,

this odour of sanctity.

state of grace, these flowers

that bloom after death,


to suddenly dry up, heal

as if it never happened.


you are an illness,

punctured in the wilderness

blooming under the skin.

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