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

Igor flagged me

"...maybe Igor knows something I don't..."

Igor flagged me

Igor flagged me
on the corner of Kelly
and Timberglen,
said something
about the creature
or was it a church?
or the creature
and a church?

I wondered
if the creature
had converted,
if the church
down the street
had high level meetings
to confirm him
in possession of a soul.

The creature
would be a money maker
in any denomination,
an occasion
for the faithful
to leave behind their
torches and pitchforks
and bring hefty donations.

Maybe the creature
is their God sent
miracle,
or maybe Igor
knows something
I don't,
maybe they keep
the creature
in chains
and only air him out
on weekends
in his Sunday best.

It is a big church,
room enough
for many dungeons
in there,
and the women do
have a hungry
look about them.






Article © Anabell Donovan. All rights reserved.
Published in the July 12, 2021 issue .
Image(s) are public domain.
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Robert Libby
07/28/2022
11:34:13 AM
Powerful language and image. Makes me want to tell my story.
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