When we first moved here, the mother took the blue-mirror cross that hung over her bed in our old house and nailed a nail for it in the new bedroom of me and my sister. Truthfully it is a cross I have never liked. The Jesus of it seems haunted. He's the light-absorber kind. In the pitch black middle of the night he will start to glow green at you with his arms up like he is doing a tragic ballet. Some nights looking at him scares me so bad I can hardly move and I start doing a prayer for protection. But when the thing that is scaring you is already Jesus, who are you supposed to pray to?
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ooh, deep. i think that what jesus really is has nothing to do with what he has become. i am a believer in god, and i don't pray to creepy day-glo jesus. i pray to good, and to righteousness, and to what i feel is bigger and more powerful than me in the universe, which is what i don't understand or can't put a finger on.
- fabulosa
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