Being Here Without You

by Lē Isaac Weaver

This is a picture poem featuring an abstract and colorful graphic resembing organ pipes or metal tubes.

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(Text of Poem)

Your people ruined us once
because of something
they feared about me.
It took me years to start looking
for you again.
When I found you in another
dwelling place
it was such a relief.
You again, comforting, abiding.

But I guess there’s just a lot to fear,
because they ruined us again.
I know I won’t find you this time;
I can’t even bring myself to look.
But at least I’m already familiar
with the bittersweet futility
of being here without you.

Lē Isaac Weaver
Lē Weaver identifies as a non-binary writer, musician, and feminist spiritual seeker. Their work draws attention to: the ongoing trauma experienced by women and LGBTQIA people in this “Christian” society; Christ/Sophia’s desire that each of us move deeper into our own practice of non-violence; and the desperate need to move away from an androcentric conception of God.



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