Sacrarium

The hay-trusser deposited his basket by the font, went up the nave till he reached the altar-rails, and opening the gate entered the sacrarium, where he seemed to feel a sense of the strangeness for a moment; then he knelt upon the footpace.

2016, Martin Pousson, Black Sheep Boy, Los Angeles: Rare Bird Books, Part I, “Wanted Man,” The bathroom looked like a radiant sacristy, the sink a piscine, the drain a sacrarium.