Sandgerði Iceland, midnight

On the mountain, it’s not necessary to say anything—
to decide what you and I might become.

Here the sun sets for only a moment,
thick cloud of fire and ash

all the oranges and reds we haven’t invented yet—
and the sound of the wind too loud

When push comes to shove, for nationalist Christians, ethnicity comes first.

Hearing him admit that he might not be first in line at the pearly gates was surreal.

The church’s calling is far more exciting and urgent than endorsing political candidates.

How on earth did this odd little biblical tale get twisted into a justification for chattel slavery?

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