I’ve stopped attending church.
Now, each Sunday at Denny’s, my husband sugars my coffee
and I sugar his, sacramentally.
It’s all a great relief.
And yet some days I catch
myself still trying to be
the right kind of asshole
to get into heaven.
Prompt: an excerpt from “Curse # 7” by Sherman Alexie,
provided by Bibliomancy Oracle via NaPoWriMo.net.
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