our church/and from then on

by VANESA EVERS
in Spring 2020

Heather Polk, You're Becoming, 2020

our church


hands searched as if we’d been found

trees pressing against our backs

we used to play hideandgogetit

once touched we came from hiding places

those who liked being lost— stayed

lost together in the dark

mothers’ voices called

“church is out” but not for us

who found god in wet grass


and from then on


the man will be

passed from 

his mother

like a gift

to his wife

who must now

force herself

into him

and become one

as if giving birth

to a child

she did not want.


Vanesa Evers is a librarian and artist whose works confront and translate Bible scriptures and other historical texts. Vanesa debuted their first play, a performance: the declaration of independence: a translation, in 2017 in Philadelphia, PA. Vanesa hopes to feature their first visual creative project soon.

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