This week’s poem in the Catholic Poetry Room is by Johanna Caton, O.S.B.. I remember the way I, five, first stood, one hand on the barre, sand between my toes, nose grainy as old photos, nails filthy but fingers formed just so, breathing hiccups, lashing like the sea, the aftermath of crying, legs a colt’s, […]

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