maybe there’s a god above but–

i’ve been listening to jeff buckley’s cover of hallelujah
on repeat, imagining that i’m just that lonely
pretending i’m really a religious being
but i drive cars on the sabbath
i eat chocolate bunnies because they taste good,
not because anyone rose from the dead or anything.
and i used to believe in santa claus but i don’t think
about jesus on his birthday, i don’t pray, i just want
pie and turkey and more pie and my old red stocking
filled with $10 bills that i’ll save or waste
or save for something and waste it later on
and one more night alone with my favorite ex-girlfriend
and other things i’m not proud of
and other things i don’t really need

by Diana Salier

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