Monday, May 30, 2011

Prayer to St. Lucy

Daughter of Eutychia,

let me tear out my eyes,

and with bloody hands,

set them on your painted plate,


Daughter of Eutychia,

let me too be consumed

by flames, my pink flesh,

a trumpet to my enemies.


Daughter of Eutychia,

let my innocence be heavy

enough that when the oxen pull,

I too will be a weight that

cannot be moved.

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