#NaPoWriMo18: Day 10, Transubstantiation
Photo by Josh Applegate on Unsplash, for the Day 8 prompt, revisited. --- Sanctify my body as I pray; with clasped hands, bowed head, kneeling here, before this altar of remembering. I come for the broken bread, blessed, become shredded body. And wine in urn, become blood, spilt forty times but one. Sin seethes beneath the surface of this body, this flesh from earth descended, unravelling like a thread roughly yanked from frayed yarn. ...