Naked 12-Year-Old Jesus
My eyes were clear
Despite the gray skies.
We were to go to the temple today.
I was to meet the rabbis and Jewish elders.
To what end I don’t know.
I implore love with every pathway.
My Mother is shouting at me.
I must find my clothes.
I should stop writing these things naked.
Copyright © Matt Caliri | Year Posted 2024
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