Lawrence Hall
Dispatches for the Colonial Office
LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's Journal of Life, Literature and Love
An Elderly Woman Screaming Obscenities into her MePhone
in the Parking Lot of Saint Elizabeth’s Hospital
“Where the **** are you!? Did you sneak away!?”
Might serve as an existential question
Addressed to a patient saint, to God
To the silent spheres of Creation
“What is this ****!? Did you ****ing leave me here!?”
We’ve all asked that question: in a lonely bed
On a blood-sodden gurney in an emergency room
In the screaming-burning-gunfire streets
With the courage and compassion which befits a man
I slipped around her rage, and avoided her eyes
