Issue OneIssuesPoetry

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By Eloise Faichney


You still do not understand what I have seen, Padre.

These rosaries will not save us now, nor these prayers;

we must bear the brunt of what I’ve brought upon us.


You asked me when our journey began, “Lorenzo,

what are you mining for? If it is demons you seek,

you shall find them here.” You were right, Padre.


Lord help us for what I’ve done; you cannot know

the terror I have unleashed, Father. The evil that hides

in shadows shall come to light. The Beast is near at hand.


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