“Saint Augustine” by Athalia Ponsell

Kick In The Door by The Notorious B. I. G. plays.

And at that Marsie cries. Maybe she actually has a small heart that’s real.

“Would you have sold your son?” Athalia asks Marsie.

“NO!!” says Marsie.

“Yeah.” says Athalia smiling. “I’m sorry.”

“Mom. I’m dead!

Her feelings matter. And I can’t respect the way you’ve acted.” says her son.

“Are we in a fight?” asks Marsie, smiling.

“Not if you have a real conscience, mom!” says her son.

“Can I just say Lacey is a real psychic so if you read this blog and you’re taking this seriously and not just as art be fucking careful because you’ll find out that it’s real and it’s not just cute and pretty pictures in a book.” says a cancer victim.

“Yeah.

So…it’s not a choice?” asks Dr. Moritz.

“NO.” says Saint Augustine. “Not really.”

“What is it?” asks a reader.

“It’s her literal physical brain.” says a dead gay man. “And the sad truth is…it’s not the same as us. But…it’s holier and far sadder.”

“Why!?” asks a living gay man.

“Because it’s her BRAIN.” says a dead gay man.

“It’s a creepy brain.” says an Asmat.

“Why?” asks a neuroscientist.

“It appears swollen. But congenitally. She’s not disabled. But…somehow it’s just slightly…too big everywhere. It’s not unpretty or stupid. But…it can produce schizophrenia. Or Bipolar Disorder. Or depression or anxiety. Or something.

We wouldn’t eat it. It’s…scary.

We’d be terrified to even have it.

But we were afraid of the supernatural.

It’s like a dangerous talisman.

And as she’s the spirit in possession of it…it’s classy. But…not everyone would rock that. But that’s her.

So…it’s like a crystal ball in The Wizard of Oz.” says an Asmat.

“We’d not notice.” says America.

“Yeah. We eat brains. We know…brains.” say the Asmats.

“Was that a Sex And the City joke?” asks Marsie.

“YES!” says the Asmat, laughing.

The song plays.

“I was killed in Saint Augustine.” says Athalia.

“That’s a sex joke.” says Joe Kennedy Junior experiencing an involuntary acid high that’s nasty. It’s his reward for Cillisn. He’s terrified.

“What are we doing!?” Marsie asks the Illuminati, like a mom.

They look up at her.

“We’re going for God?” says Chris Hayes, shrugging.

“To attack him?” asks Casi.

“Yeah. But not quite.” says a tech guy.

“Then what is it?” asks Casi.

They think.

Jinx laughs. “Don’t get jinxed, Joe. Oops. You already were.”