Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

Shiver

"...This body is on fire..."

Shiver

Standing outside
beneath a midnight moon

I begin to shiver/shake
as the electricity
courses through my blood.

Wondering only:
Is that the Holy Spirit moving?
Or am I just freezing to death?

This life is what you make it, baby!
This body is on fire
down to the marrow of my bones.






Article © Scott Thomas Outlar. All rights reserved.
Published in the March 6, 2017 issue .
Image(s) © Sand Pilarski. All rights reserved.
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