This is a very full poem. There's this whole story of religion and love and family, and all those things together are bound to create something dramatic, which this does. There are such strange images in this, like this mother creeping down the hall holding a butcher knife - very Alfred Hitchcock. And the ending. Just fantastic. Fabulous work once more. Keep writing! :)

This is beautiful in how bleak, deep, and dark it is. I know that it has so much anger. I love it! I hope to read more of your work.


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As bleak as Graham Greene could have put it. Well, maybe the wrong kind of analogy. Good poem, I like the imagery and the clinging innocence/anger.