The stones, too, bleed—
their cracks weeping crimson,
as if God’s only miracle
were turning rock to rivers,
and me—
just another vessel
for His unanswerable thirst.”
The stones, too, bleed—
their cracks weeping crimson,
as if God’s only miracle
were turning rock to rivers,
and me—
just another vessel
for His unanswerable thirst.”
The Stones Bleed Like Me 