poetry – A Zebra Without Stripes

You are that man

You told me non-Christians were the problem. You told me Christians were always better. You taught me to look for the fish on the sign to know a business wouldn’t cheat me. You bought me Christian music and books and movies. You sent me to Christian schools and did Christian work and did all theContinue reading “You are that man”

What I’m learning from Trans Christian Twitter

First of all, there is a Trans Christian Twitter.They aren’t all Christians anymore.There’s a reason for that.It isn’t that they haven’t tried.It’s that they’ve been tried. My efforts and excuses are lame. They are unique individualsJust like we all are.Some are hysterically funny.Some are incredibly fragile.Some have hearts like a giant, cozy blanket.All of themContinue reading “What I’m learning from Trans Christian Twitter”

And The Word Stayed on the Page

You quote me chapter and verse As if I’ve never read them. You can tell me with confidence What God thinks of my sin. You dish out the condemnation Like hot apple pie But only your piece tastes sweet. I’m a problem A category A person to manage Contain Exclude. The Lord’s table isn’t openContinue reading “And The Word Stayed on the Page”

The Sunday Saints

I can love the broken They pour themselves out Like a wild waterfall Strange and off-putting But sticky and present I can drink in Something so quivering and substantive They apologize for themselves With each breath It’s easy to forgive. I can love the abject failures They can’t hide They can’t judge They can’t alienateContinue reading “The Sunday Saints”