Tony Trigilio Catholicism

The motive

wasn't loneliness.


It was silence

with a little


chastity, static

in the chasuble,


the choice to

hang the cross


facing the audience

or with its back


to us. Our table

clean of everything


but a spider plant,

its fronds pecked,


punctured by the cats.

A voice repeating


instructions through

the transistor radio.


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