Saint Procla

Mary Sarver

without a name you

appear

only once in 

man’s gospel

in a single sentence

of Matthew 

you exist

 

but brave

in that space

you testify

 

your husband

robed in white

yet seated in judgment

bent to your words 

 

you said--

have thou nothing to do

with that just man

 

did the temerity of your

words cut 

like a knife

through Pilate’s heart

 

did he wince?

did his lips tighten in 

frustration, his eyes

squeeze shut at

your voice, 

ears forced to

hear your pain

 

did your voice 

inspire others

to say--

don’t look away from me

 

to say--

what are you doing, sir

you said--

I have suffered many things this day

in a dream because of him

 

what did you suffer

 

your heart breaking

ours 

 

did you know 

your words 

would do nothing 

to stop the horror 

 

but you

chose

 

to witness

to testify

to confront

Mary is a writer living in Houston. She teaches English and Creative Writing to high school students.

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