I want to start with a very simple idea: this world is not the way it was meant to be.
She does not know she is going to die today. She is too young to know what that means, anyhow, only that Tariq did not come home the last time he went to the Fence and no one will tell her where he has gone or why. Mama tells her not to go near the … Continue reading 5.15.2018
It’s Travis Greene coming out of the speakers this morning, though his voice is nearly drowned out by the hum of conversations and shrieking toddlers sporting bunny ears and the scrape of metal folding chairs against the concrete floor in this repurposed warehouse-gymnasium-sanctuary. The pastor walks by and I can’t help asking, “Where’d you find … Continue reading East
Once upon a time, I was a contented evangelical teenager. Well, not really – I never did get into the spirit of Dare2Share’s “Letters from Hell” sketch, and I felt vaguely guilty for thinking in private that Barack Obama and feminism weren't as bad as the other church people seemed to think. And then there … Continue reading Deconstruction and resurrection
It is often said that “the sins of the father are laid upon the children.” No one doubts this to be true – we see it happen every day, when parents go to prison, abandoning their children who will suffer the stigma by association; when babies are born addicted to cocaine through no fault of … Continue reading Eye and tooth
If you stood before us, would we recognize you? If you whispered in our ears, would we know your voice? If you came to our borders and asked for a visa, would we even let you in?
Today the aesthetic is salted caramel on my tongue and leaves that tease autumn on yellow-tinted edges; damp hair chilling the back of my neck to contradict the warm inner fuzz of a new sweatshirt; a bench painted in psychedelic colors while someone at the heart of the pedestrian mall behind me is playing a saxophone. A homeless man I have seen out here before is sitting on the edge of a cement retaining wall fifteen yards away. I know I will pass him when I get up to leave but I have nothing to give him.