Today is Holy Saturday

and tomorrow will be crosses draped in purple

and candles and us being the living resurrection.

But today is all unrolled away stones and

caves that have not been emptied yet.

During one of my long unemployments,

every night I would conjure what God did that day

instead of getting me a job.

Cancers shrank 

and children emerged from under water

unharmed- a baptism in reverse.

This is not how miracles or faith work, I know,

but at least God was not another voice

telling me no.