My brother tells me a joke that he and one of the pastor's kids laugh about at youth group. "Let's go get Christian t-shirts from Mardel’s and drink beer like the New Life Christians! Hahahahaha!" I don't laugh. I feel the gut punch. Pause. "Do you know anyone from New Life Church? Have you ever met … Continue reading I am the thing I was taught to hate
The sun is shining over the flowers my grandfather planted. They're still growing, long after he died in 1995. One of my goals for 2016 is to write a new spoken word poem every month. Here’s February’s poem. We can breathe again, out here in the open.Drink in lemonade sunlightbecause each one of us has … Continue reading Poem: Outside
So I moved back to my hometown and I started going back to my very first church. I haven’t gone there since I was 10 years old, and there’s such a blending of nostalgia and the now, it’s… wonderful. I feel safe in this place, so old and new all at once, safe to process … Continue reading How gender roles affect discussion groups in churches
So, like, I just moved across the country and I’m trying to figure out my life. I feel like I’m about to go through another metamorphosis. Growth and grounding. Usually I blog about things I am certain of. But I have more questions than answers and sometimes… sometimes I just want to write about the … Continue reading Being. A. Human. Is. Weird.
Get out your guns, battle's begun, are you a saint, or a sinner? If love's a fight, then I shall die, with my heart on a trigger. - The Cab, Angel with a Shotgun (Nightcore remix) These are the stories they told me. "Eleanor, my best friend's parents told her she can't drive the car … Continue reading The UnBoxing Project: Being an angel with a shotgun