pearl in my teeth
your love
is a hard pearl set in a wound
i wove it pink
of my anger and blood
a hard thing
set in the flesh of my heart
i gnaw it there
smooth against my teeth
i am cold
clenching a pink flame
blood warm in my mouth
yet i am cold
cold as truth
in ones and zeros
i am god
of the spreadsheet
my tiny perfection
translucent with pain
clenching a tiny world.
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About the Author
Hi. My name is Jeremiah John. I'm a sf/f writer and activist.
I just completed a dystopian science fiction novel. I run a website which I created that connects farms with 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, as one does, while I was in the clink.