SandScript 2021
Art & Literature Magazine
Art & Literature Magazine
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PLEADS TO THE VIRGIN MARY<br />
Veronica Martinez<br />
I slam my tender wrists onto the cold tile, hoping for the chipped ceramic to<br />
stab through my palms, for crimson to stream down the powder blue counter onto<br />
the floor of the empty bathroom, pooling around my bare feet as I stare wide-eyed<br />
into the reflection of a stranger. The purple marks under my jaw scream and echo<br />
through my conscience and my mother’s voice rattles my eardrums. Hail Mary, full of<br />
grace, the Lord is with thee…His chapped lips hungry against my thin neck have left<br />
a consequence for my actions, the lust churning at the bottom of my stomach now<br />
replaced with guilt. He doesn’t love me. He never will. My lips merely an outlet for his<br />
desire, my body merely an object for his disposal. Blessed art thou among women,<br />
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus… I pray over the water rushing out of the<br />
rusted faucet. Faith and rigidity ingrained onto my shoulders. Religion, a sharp pain<br />
piercing my side at the thought of his hand gripping my hip and his bottom lip on my<br />
collar bone. Holy Mary, Mother of God, Pray for us sinners. Now, and at the hour of<br />
our death…I pray that my body will still be a temple. I pray that God will never tell<br />
them. I pray for forgiveness. Amen.<br />
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