Claudia Keelan

Outside Story

A sheered cliff

The carpenter's son


Water line splits light

Crossing desert shadow

Shaking branches


So many ugly sisters

At least two

Clawing the sacred outside

Got blood under the nail

Under the nail

The carpenter's son


shaken tree


Ugly sisters hurt outside

Eyes close in her head

Nail me

Nail me sacred


Water line splits light

Shadow makes a cross

Aramaic cliffs

Which way to Mt. Olive

Ugly sister introduced nail

Got the poem here

No need to say get her out of here

Get her out of here

On your right or on your left

& stealing

Invite her home


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