Jake's Flea Market

it never comes out the way it went in


in sutri

in sutri
the church of the santassima concezione

it’s the door into a monastery
where black veiled nuns wear brown
habits down to their sandals

i didn’t see
mamma wander under the latticed choir
through the door into the enclosure

and none of the nuns will say
they watched mami step
barefoot to step softly and silently through the cloister into the guestroom



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