Lunch with Christian Racists

We held hands around the table
at Applebee’s and prayed before eating.
Fox Network was there and low self-esteem.
“The white cops were right,” they chanted,
more Blacks need beating
and we need more guns.
Too many getting rich off welfare
too lazy to work.”
“Christians have no rights,” one claimed.
“What about the Christians?”
I kept quiet. Dogs were howling for meat.
Jesus turned his head away.
Bibles slept in the their cars.



Belinda Subraman

Belinda Subraman has been writing poetry since the sixth grade and publishing since college. She had a ten year run editing and publishing Gypsy Literary Magazine. Six of those ten years was from Germany where she was a Bohemian outcast among officer wives. She edited books by Vergin' Press, among them: Henry Miller and My Big Sur Days by Judson Crews. Former RN who has worked in Psych, Hospice and Geriatrics. Currently owner of Mystical House which has an Etsy shop and a counter in a New Age store in El Paso, Texas.


Edited for Unlikely by Rosalyn Spencer, #BlackArtMatters Guest Editor
Last revised on Thursday, September 1, 2016 - 17:42