Student Poetry: At the Altar by Evangeline Speedy (Year 13)

At the altar

I need to confess something
I have said, quaking as twelve,
fourteen, sixteen years
of being devotee
flutter from my hands

I confess
cross necklace
around her delicate throat
gravel in my knees
she is altar
He is silent
I am flesh and this is to sin

stained glass splintering
in my eyes all
colours 
I walk from Eden with a basket of plums