What’s an Atheist? I Ask My Dying Sister, 1965
A Christmas Eve visit
to a widow’s home.
She’s an atheist, our father hisses.
Don’t say a word about presents.
What’s an atheist? I ask
on the widow’s doorstep.
She puts a finger to her lips,
tightens her grip on my hand.
Someone who doesn’t believe
in God. In Jesus. In heaven.
Not even in heaven? I whisper.
Where will she go when she dies?
In a box. In a hole.
In the dirt.
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