Eating Ashes


Chimera of Notre-Dame, Paris.

Eating Ashes

Yesterday someone told me she dreamt she ate her dead mother’s ashes.
I wondered what this meant.
Today Our Lady burned.

Now I wonder

What if we ate her ashes, before Our Lady rises from those ashes, anew in phoenix-like splendor?
What if we feasted on disappointment and regret, on our failures, and the losses of this world,
What if we spent our time chewing and swallowing the grisly mess She left behind for our nourishment
Until it became us.
Perhaps it was not right to leave Our Lady to dine alone
for so long.


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