take me to church // Ezra Gatlin // Poetry

 

take me to church

let's starve in our bed.

pewter-handled plastic,

the only cathedral with any holy left.

tearing open the stomachs of crows

who thought they could have me, too.

you restitch my bones,

my hard edges and my crown of thorns.

i am fundamentally broken.

you make everything okay.

Ezra Gatlin (they/any) is a black, transmasculine poet from Aurora, Colorado. They have new or forthcoming publications in Arcana Poetry Press, WAYE Poetry, Whispering Fields Review, and more. They made their gallery debut in April 2025 with the RISE 2025 Survivor Art Show in Denver, and are seeking publication for their first manuscript, "I think there's something wrong with me." They can be found at @bloodbornepoetry on Instagram.