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This is the blog for the Unitarian Universalist Church of Jackson, Mississippi. Any member of the church is welcome to post here and we appreciate comments from visitors and friends.

This is the blog for the Unitarian Universalist Church of Jackson, Mississippi. Any member of the church is welcome to post here and we appreciate comments from visitors and friends.
On Forgetting the Bleach (this is a poem)
Every day I drive down Lakeland
And my tires pass over what can only
Be described as a large splatter of blood
No, not a splatter, bigger than a splatter
A Spill of blood
Like from an overturned tanker
A splatter-spill of blood
A deer? I wonder,
For is it not a lot of blood?
Or a human
Or a human who hit a deer
Someone did not survive
Someone is just a stain, a spill splatter stain
It has been there for weeks
And every day I think
I should pour bleach out the window
Let the entirety of lifelessness pass on
How many days would that take?
How many bottles of bleach?
But I forget.
Before the next traffic light, I forget.
It is just red paint on black asphalt
Until tomorrow, when I will wonder
Who has left a piece behind
–Amy