Her Letters To God

her letters to “god” though she never received a reply, she always wrote him, in her little diary & planted it neath’ her mattress when she was a teenager (she had an image in her head…her beautiful caucasian jesus with his pretty blue eyes & his hippie beard), now, even though her friends slowly stopped believing in the fiction, she quietly kept her faith throughout the years, despite the further desperation which her life began to amass, jotting down jotting down jotting down, all her prayers, all her needs, all her hopes, all her dreams, as if she was composing a to-do-list for her personal deity, until one day her home was broke into & the diary went up in flames, burning to the ground with the rest of the place, after the thieves robbed it blind & dowsed it in kerosene.