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JJ’s Church (Free verse) by Dovina

Soft candles flicker through vodka while quiet voices prepare. Pastor Sheala works the pulpit serving comfort and wine. Church Administrator, Rose looks at books and over shoulders. Ushers prepare the elements for perhaps the last supper. And I, the only parishioner break substitutionary bread sip transubstantiated blood read the word and receive a blessing. Amen

Dovina 16-Mar-05/6:31 AM
The waiters are more related to ushers, I think, than elders. I used the idea of transubstantiation in “sip the blood” but might try to work the word in too.




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