Call this hair crazy.
but watch as it grows
outside of your gates
and beyond the walls
you’ve made to contain
me. See as it reaches
higher than anything you
ever thought of me,
shedding every lie of
inferiority. Look as I stare,
unflinching, at myself and hear
the words of God from the beginning,
say, “It is good.”
Bear witness as I uproot
every false belief like weeds
and make room for something
true and good and made
entirely of love.
Elisabeth Ivey, a writer and editor, explores themes of identity through race, gender, and mental health.
This appears in the September/October 2020 issue of Sojourners
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