My prayer list is pages too long 

It’s been April for as long as I can remember 

I can’t remember 

An unmuffled how great thou art

Alone in my kitchen doesn’t count 

If my laptop dies, so does the preacher 

I can’t focus on the message 

Only the glitch that stains his cheeks 

With pixel pigment, his eyes open

For two seconds too long 

His voice a faintly burning wick

Brothers and—ters, let—emember the sick

      I close the screen 

      And bow my head.

Raegan Allen