A Miracle On Archdiocese Street
A lock of coal-black hair given to a boy by a nun to cure his failing eyesight wound up in a beatification mass, the third step of a four-step process. Demons hold to their selfish, destructive ways, the pus comes in buckets from their myopic disease, the blinding karma left outside the Cathedral Basilica of the Sacred Heart.
The Nun cured the boy's macular degeneration in six weeks of prayer the boy said to her clinging to her coal-black lock of hair, a talisman crossover totem of the Sisters of Charity, pagan telepathy brought tears to the angels eyes.
After One has died, the evidence of a miracle with a specific plea from her followers that she be beatified in a coven like that of mass. Sainthood requires a second miracle. That she did not redden from the Miracle Whip nor was there red flesh stripes on her bare ass after her Superior lashed her with the cat o' nines, A Miracle on Archdiocese Street the gossip spread as thick as the mayonnaise.
Copyright Ms. Sage Sweetwater, Celebrity firebrand lesbian novelist
