painting of the last supper
hung on the living room wall.
a crucifix
in the kitchen,
over the stove.
a picture of Jesus
positioned such that His
eyes follow you wherever
you go. there are
plagues holding bible
verses in the bathroom
in the hall.
a copy of the shroud
of Turin is her bedspread.
above the doors are palms
from palm sunday.
there's a basin of holy
water on the stand
in the foyer with
an open bible and
a replica of the dead
sea scrolls.
and yet, somehow she
may be the meanest person
i've ever met
in this world.
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