synonymous
Lily Cartier
oh, sunday mornings that are now my own
indescribable light falling
on hot tea and linen towels
my knees are not sore
and no frankincense wove
into the seams of my skirt
scenes of wholehearted blessings
full of wholehearted bullshit
hallowed be thy
hollowed sentiments
because i loved my neighbor
too much
too wholly too holy
i bear my soul to you
sunlight falling
today has to be a good day