“The people Jesus loved were shopping at The Star Market yesterday. An old lead-colored man standing next to me at the checkout breathed so heavily I had to step back a few steps. Even after his bags were packed he still stood, breathing hard and hawking into his hand. The feeble, the lame, I could h…”— Marie Howe, apmpodcasts.orgTagged: Poetry, The Slowdown, jesus, Star Market, Mercy