Let us pray. 

I close my eyes and I see Jesus (white) surrounded by twelve men (white), he is far upon a hilltop, preaching. The wind carries his voice far away from me. I only catch snippets of words and ideas. I am on the outskirts, I can't hear. 

I start making up my own stories. My favourite is learning about Lot's wife; I start to understand that if you don't do what God and your husband says they turn you into a salt pillar. I wonder if being a salt statue isn't better than being a woman serving a man. My father takes me to see Jesus Christ Superstar at the age of nine. I start to imagine Jesus carrying an AK47 and rolling around with an entourage. 

My father collects tithes in a small velvet bag. I'm not allowed to wear a three-piece suit in church so I stop going. I see water turning into wine and wine turning into money and us, we all just turn into a hangover. 

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Dop System Drome 

Skollie, sy kô hys toe. 

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