by Jim Burklo | 5 March 2025 | On my forehead, A sign of the cross, Smudged in ash from the fire That burned down the McMansion of my hubris, And, with it, The money I should have given away, The electronic screens I used to numb my senses, The carpet I should have been […] Source: https://atoday.org/ash-wednesday-a-poem/
