I pray to Saint Anonymous,
a martyr without publicity.
Anon's the patron saint
of the perplexed, who never
quite manage to move past
confusion to reach rudimentary
theological questions, let alone
answers. When I pray to St.
Anonymous, I imagine a mildly
fretful face staring at me,
suggesting neither comfort nor
salvation but not-so-merely
sympathy, which is the most
of what's available given
the circumstances in which we
the perplexed find ourselves.
hans ostrom 2018