Someone Else's God

 

God was a tiny speck
I saw him
narrow
through the iron bars

Thrashing
in white
I threw myself
straightjacketed
against them all

I love my just so God
white like me.

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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.