St. Monica (patron of those who have difficult marriages, disappointing children, victims of adultery or unfaithfulness)

this bruise is a home

I’d like to live in--

those soft violet walls,

the colors beneath

everything.

is this what it feels like

to have bones?

to look the sun

in the eye

and not go blind?

after you kissed me,

I pulled a four-leaf clover

out from under

my tongue.