Eucharisteo

Eucharisteo is the Greek word for 'giving thanks.' The root of eucharisteo is charis, meaning 'grace.' It also holds the Greek word chara, meaning 'joy.'

Sharp wail of defeat shatters silence,

spinning smack into the afternoon when

the living room can't hold the tension:

bickering brings relief?

And I grip the sink, red hands white at knuckles

and slimed with sullen soap. Jaw aching,

I want to throttle and rive and go crush the

whole mess with a snap, a whirl, my power

and a gush of angry words. Flush out the fire

with a fire spout. With water? I pause

liquid eyes caught because

the window beckoned a glance

and I couldn't refuse; I'm tired.

Sunset sprawled all out there,

voluptuous, corpulent, plush

and red. Irritated. I growl,

bloody grit and stone in soul

no beauty here

I feel locked in, chained, the living room roars

and I grovel into rebellion and howl

oh God, why me why now why why

phone buzz, I snatch up text: it says

Cool word: Eucharisteo. Greek. 'Giving thanks.'

I stagger.

Suds sizzle in the sink and I stare.

Bookish kindred spirit,

sending random nerd text in Greek:

am I supposed to listen?

Giving thanks. Eucharisteo. Random. Now?

Deep breath. Fire spout, no water. It was fire.

Fire on fire: I would have burned.

I catch a sob-lush inhale and look back into the window.

Into the sky.

I see Calvary blood, spattered there, smothering my anger,

painting clouds with gore and glory.

Grace. Filling weakness. With gratitude.

Breathing, burning, believing, eyes running with this Blood,

I turn to the living room

to love.

Because--eucharisteo--

I am loved.