a living god

 

i am falling
(it's true)
so far, i think

a living god
holding
in this abyss

am i ever alone?

so tender
a feather
floats...

alone
but this tender furious
God
is holding
rocking.

i am none
in black
soft vertigo
to where...

is that
un-knowing?

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About the Author

Hi. My name is Jeremy John. I'm a scifi writer and activist working to build a liberationist Christianity.

Right now, I'm writing a dystopian science fiction novel, and building a website that will connect farms and churches, mosques, and synagogues to buy fresh vegetables directly and distribute them on a sliding scale to those in need.

In 2003, I spent six months in prison for civil disobedience while working to close the School of the Americas, converting to Christianity while I was in the clink.

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