Guilt's Passive Voice
Laura Saint Martin
Blood began to exist where
the shoes and floor conspired
against a person with
a mental illness. A bird
was there, to ribbon a message,
a presence of God. There was
no crime; the voice- packed
demon was revived.
There can be no
first person narrative; there is
only Jesus holding a dove,
a razored heart, a vial
of Haldol.
Laura Saint Martin is a semi-retired psychiatric technician, grandmother, jewelry artist, and poet. She is working on a mystery/women’s fiction series about a mounted equestrian patrol in Southern California. She has an Associate of Arts, and uses her home-grown writing skills to influence, agitate, and amuse others. She lives in Rancho Cucamonga, CA with her family and numerous spoiled pets, and has dedicated her golden years to learning what, exactly, a Cucamonga is. She works at Patton State Hospital and for Rover.com. She can be contacted at two.socks@hotmail.com.