400: Ana, In Parts

[exceptindreams]

"Ana, In Parts"
Meliza Bañales

I.

Fridays, after school. We take the 57 to St. Catherine's on Redondo Beach Boulevard to confess.

She always wants me to go first.

"I think you just like me to wait for you."

"And?"

"Fine."

She kneels, I enter. I spend fifteen minutes telling my weekly failures to the man behind the screen. Twelve 'hail marys'

Comments

[gethenian]

This is beautiful. This is very real. This was almost my own life.

I held on to my Ana.

<3

[tad_bit_distrbd]

Awesome.

[helle_d]

That's so beautiful. Def going into my bookmarks.

[intravenusann]

This is the second day in a row that a poem here has directly related to my life and memories in such a way to feel like I was being stabbed in the chest. I'm not sure how I feel about that, or if it's good, or bad.

[insane_duckfish]

Oh my. Oh God, this is beautiful and heartbreaking.