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Archive of poems by Anne KellyMy DreamI walked towards the priest for communion inside his mouth were tufts of hair all my hair is falling out there was hair on his fingers he tried to flick it off to give me communion but it stuck as it had done with me the night before hair everywhere-so upsetting. are you the woman who is on chemotherapy and whose hair is all falling out I am hang on for a moment the priest left me there and went back to the altar he brought me three vials of the precious blood sit down there and take your time and drink this and mind yourself. I had been impatient with myself as if I had no right to feel bad about all my hair falling out in great tufts It was frightening as well as everything else the dream reminded me that god cares for me at a very intimate level even the very hairs of my head are numbered every intimate detail known especially in my suffering I should at least have the same amount of concern and love for myself. Archive index | Next poem » |
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