Purple-Haired Prayer
Let's workshop this poem that contrasts the disturbing visual of a mishandled burial with a pro-bono priest's gender-neutral funeral rites, language that family members find quite jarring
Purple-Haired Prayer We easily forget the stark vision of her being all contorted up inside the casket now (one of the diggers having let the rope slip while easing Granny into her new hole)— each ghastly thud buried by the priest (pro-bono): “Let the Lord protect zir as ze . . .”
