65. February 31st

Thirty days hath September, April, June and November

All the rest have thirty one,

Except for February. Which is weird.

 

It’s easy to pray against cancer in the beginning,

for, oh, the first decade.

But this February — the shortest month of the year,

the longest of my life — I lost the ability to pray.

 

On what, in any other month, would have been February 31st,

I went to the grocery store, bought a candle

with a picture of the Virgen de Guadalupe,

saint of the country where my parents honeymooned.

Lit it.

 

Prayer enough.

Go right ahead.

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