By Allison Brown Crystals of light beam through the faded, jagged cracks in the window.Reds blur into oranges into greens;fractals distorted to mere flutters of the rainbowas it settles down into the cracks of the tile floorflowing as marrow in our bones. We sitcrisscrossed stitched together not by the past,but by the present.A mosaic of... Continue Reading →
I Wonder as I Wander
By Emily Padgett I wonder as I wander, longing for belongingand also holding the tension and weight of shame and regret.I wonder what it would be like to hold my experience, my emotions,inner child, and my body with tender gentleness?I wonder if you and I, could learn to befriend ourselves together?I wonder, am I alone... Continue Reading →
Antiquity Teen Vogue Interview: How to be a Virgin
We hung out with this season’s most eligible bachelorette and two of her coaches. Things got real, real fast. Demetrias Anicia is a fourteen-year-old who knows what she wants! After her family moved suddenly from Rome to North Africa,[1] Demetrias decided to become a Bride of Christ. Mom and Grandma used their networks and hired... Continue Reading →
An Option for the Sexual Assault Survivor: What Does Liberation Look Like in the Face of Sexual Violence?
“And then I remembered.”[1] Many survivors, especially depending on the age of the person assaulted, go through periods of their lives not understanding, knowing, or even remembering what happened to them. For many years within the academic world, the language for sexual assault was very limited leaving little room for women to be able to... Continue Reading →
The Walking Trump: The Necrophiliac Treatment Towards the Trump Administration by White Evangelicals
Trump supporters today who wish for their former president to run again in 2024 are treating him like a zombie, and thus, through that infatuation—their love—they are expressing necrophiliac behavior.
Still as Salt
By Madison Boboltz Someday I will dip my toes in the water of the sea I once crossed and realize it was never great enough to have drowned either of us. I held my breath when the angel passed over, terrified I would be stolen away, lost to my people. But safe I was under... Continue Reading →
Call for Submissions: Movement
The Prophet wants to hear from you! Submit a reflection to busthprophet@gmail.com or buprophet.com in the form of a blog, a sermon, an article, a poem, a short story, or any other format to which creativity leads you.
Do These Names Sound Familiar?
By Jeremy Schulz Do these names sound familiar? Dominique Jackson. Fifty Bandz. Bianca “Muffin” Bankz. Tyianna Alexander Samuel Edmund Damián Valentin. In 2016, Kimberlé Crenshaw appeared on a TED... Continue Reading →