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Farewell Communion

Poetry, Catherine Stump

Hallowed be thy shame

of a downturned lip, that little

quiver of a line so often

crossed. Said I spoke of you

like a prophet does pain but

you stuck around despite that,

prying those frowns apart.

You devoured my words,

allowed yourself to love a girl

who gave up her blood & body

in return. I let you cannibalize,

let you deceive, let you kiss your

sorrys like Judas in heat just to

cradle no anger in your absence.

Do this in remembrance of me.


Catherine Stump is located on the outskirts of Philadelphia and is the current recipient of a creative writing scholarship. She needs a lot of work and some TLC, but she's got a lot of charm and good lighting. Just imagine what you could do with all this great counter space.


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