Tyler Coles

Job 3

“Cry, baby, cry. Cry out to God for [They] will hear you.” These are the words that were offered to me by a co-worker the morning after I came out. Distraught and confused, wishing that I could cease to be,

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Job 3

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“Cry, baby, cry. Cry out to God for [They] will hear you.” These are the words that were offered to me by a co-worker the morning after I came out. Distraught and confused, wishing that I could cease to be, my then high school self felt worn down by all

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Holy and Sacred, Black Rage

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You are present in the cries of “Black Lives Matter” and “No Justice, No Peace.” You shimmer brightly in the flames of buildings crumbling to the ground as they are consumed in flame. In the calls for protests and direct action. In the stirring of pots, the laughter of children,

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