2020-06-01T00:51:10-05:00

America, when will you stop Punching yourself in the face? Are we really going to do Fight Club now? Will the racists really get Away with scapegoating, Sabotage, and posing As their enemies in order To discredit them? Why is all this a surprise? We built a nation around Two idols — a red white And blue war banner And Caesar’s coin that Declares in God we trust. Which God? The generic One who has no tradition Other than Enlightenment... Read more

2020-05-31T23:46:57-05:00

Over the past six months, I have created 25 different musical tracks combining spoken word prophecy and electronic dance music. Here is a link if you would like to peruse. Starchild · Bloom Read more

2020-05-27T11:05:45-05:00

Starchild · I Can’t Do This I can’t do this, Lord; It’s all blasphemy When we make your Blood into white-out That exonerates us After having made other People suffocate when That’s literally how you Died because we don’t See you in the face Of every black man Who walks our streets In perpetual danger Since he is the son Of man just like a Carpenter out of Nazareth which isn’t A city that’s allowed To produce kings from A... Read more

2020-05-26T16:21:13-05:00

Satan is a virus. Forgive me if it sounds facetious or opportunistic for me to write that sentence amidst a viral pandemic. I honestly believe that’s the best way to understand the strange spiritual phenomenon that is labeled “the enemy” or “the evil one” in Christian scripture and accounted for differently in other religions. We get infected by enmity; it harms other people and spreads to them; it’s only partly our fault; and we need to be rescued from it... Read more

2020-05-18T18:18:19-05:00

When I was in sixth grade, the drum corps was the coolest part of the pep rallies and football games at my 98% white private school in Houston, Texas. It was the golden age of hip-hop and having rhythm was the primary way to be cool (like the black people whom we worshiped and feared). So I danced at the annual football game behind the drum corps. One of the popular kids came up to me with a guilty look... Read more

2020-05-11T12:38:34-05:00

[This is a poem about reinterpreting the Genesis 3 Garden of Eden story and how many Bible teachers throughout Jewish and Christian history have emulated Lucifer’s attempt to play god by eating the fruit of the knowledge of good and evil.] He wanted to be the light-bearer; He did not understand that light Clutched tightly becomes A fistful of darkness. He wanted everyone to see That he had found the truth, He had explained it Perfectly and they should Viralize... Read more

2020-05-04T00:40:22-05:00

Mom wants you to come home: I am not the older brother, Only a goofy dad with teenage sons Who is also a teenage Lucifer Constantly trying to make my way Back to the one whose heart Burns for me to sit at her table And accept that I am her child. I’m learning not to be the star; Perhaps you are home now And I need to come to the Home you have found In order to be healed,... Read more

2020-05-02T04:29:58-05:00

One of my more mischievous hobbies during the pandemic over the past few days has been getting sucked into the culture wars between evangelicals and queer Christians that have heated up on Twitter. As shouldn’t be surprising, I’m 99.9% on the queer Christian side of the debate. At the same time, I’m good friends with at least one prominent evangelical with whom I’ve been texting, and I love him and I agree with several concerns he expressed. I think every... Read more

2020-04-30T11:06:43-05:00

She is gathering the trumpets: Maybe there are 7; Maybe a prime number Like 29 or 47 or 71. The bottom is made of Clay, she says, it may Seem imposing but It will easily topple When the people start Dancing and they see That this goal of having One language and one Name for God has always Been the gospel for empire: A Pax Romani that isn’t Really peace because It means slavery for People who wear less Clothing... Read more

2020-04-29T15:11:31-05:00

Feelings are not things To be condemned but Things to be refined. The reason Sunday lunch Is the worst day for tipping Is because too many patrons At that time have been taught That joy is not a feeling and Love is supposed to look Like a father murdering his Son to manipulate the world Into singing how great he is. Only people with undeveloped Feelings could twist themselves With such gymnastics to justify Imperial notions of God that Have... Read more


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