Jesus Poemby Angi Sullins (reprinted with permission) yeslet’s unbutton the collarof the storylet the river rush backinto the pageswhere it was once dammed let’s speak of Jesusnot as a man nailed to doctrinebut as a wild godmuddy-footed laugh-linedriotous with lovethat couldn’t be tamedby temple or sanctionnot sanitized not separatebut rootedrelationalravishing in his refusalto leave the lepers behind he was never tamethey just wrote him that wayso they could sell him in piecesat the market stalls …
