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Hear No Evil
by Sonora Taylor

Father Marvin couldn’t get it right. No matter how much he worked the flesh, evil could still slice its way through.

He sighed as he washed the blood off of his hands. When he’d first seen the trio as a boy – see no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil – he found a perfect trinity, one even holier than the three he’d hear about in church as he sat next to his mother on Sunday mornings.

Sadly, though, the people around him seemed more than happy to let in one (or more!) evils. Evil soaked their eyes, drenched their ears, and filled their mouths, leaving no room for the blood that Father Marvin offered in communion. He often grew so frustrated that he imagined stuffing the parishioners with wine, holding their mouths and nostrils closed until…