There is an Idol in My Closet
In my closet, there is an idol, whose name I do not know. The man at the store said it was the Virgin Mary, but I do not think so. She looks at me sometimes. Would the Blessed Mother do that? I think she just smiles on her baby or her broken son. This one watches me, not in a malevolent way. I think she is just interested. The real mother of God lives on too spiritual a plane…