Articles/Essays – Volume 59, No. 1
Holy Spin Room
You want me to make it less
complicated
want me to smooth the way,
and say, that to me, the path
is easy.
That I am gay, but mostly
in the blessed sense.
But come, face it with me:
the path
is rocky,
jagged,
really it’s a vertical climb
up a sheer mountain face
and people have fallen.
People are bruised.
I’m not interested in being
your example of how
to do this right.
You want me to say
“Isn’t it a miracle that I am still attracted
to men?”
And it is, but not in the way you are
thinking.
And only for me.
Queer people in the church
are not a monolith.
The church is the monolith
we are trying to climb
and are too often falling from.
Sometimes we are pushed.
Forgive me, if
I am angry.
I am just trying to understand
the shape of the miracles I have
been given.
The institution, the
body,
I am to live in.
I am just taking the tangle of faith,
hope, and disappointment—
trying to spin it all
into something holy.

