Hard prayer

     I go about my days 

as I would have done them

as if nothing was promised 

as if nothing would change

I’d hate to disrupt the peace of things that              would not have me back

I’d hate to be given what is not suited for me          to receive

 

I meant every word of the hard prayer:

Give me only that which would be true

 

Even the lonely communion that is not having      you

Sarah McArthur currently lives and works in Edmonds, Washington.
She would describe herself as painfully shy by nature but has learned to overcome it by simply pretending not to be. She says it mostly works unless it doesn’t. When she’s not hanging out with her sisters, she enjoys running, eating, reading, taking pictures and staying up too late.

 

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