How I Am Living

Updated: Aug 1

How I Am Living

After Foreigner's God by Hozier

by ALEAH DYE


I see shameless believers

and I’m brought to my knees, never

redemption, always pain,

they call themselves the purest,

they rewrite grief to protect God,

death is palatable

with bloody wine to swallow

down, down

below is where

God truly is, lying

underneath mountains

of language, pretty pastel

Pharisees rubbing against

the grain.



WRITER'S BIO:


Aleah Dye (she/her) primarily writes poetry, tending towards topics of morbidity, love, social justice, and philosophy. She is dreadfully afraid of imperfection and spiders, in no particular order. She has a one-eyed cat named Ivy and a one-track-minded (food!) cat named Rosebud. Aleah hopes to make hearts grow three sizes with her words. She is a 2020 Sundress Publications Best of the Net nominee. Read her latest work via The Honey Mag, The Daily Drunk, and Lucky Pierre Zine. Follow her @bearsbeetspoet on Twitter. 

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