Oh, Brother

Originally published three years ago today.

God at the Kitchen Sink

Hear me, Brother:

Thine heart is mine.

Within thee I reside

and bleed through you, with you.

Without thee I cannot exist

as any measure of man or divinity.

I am thee and thine, as thee are me and mine.

Rise, beloved. Rise.

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