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Jesus at the Gay Bar (2021) Jay Hulme He's here in the midst of it -- right at the centre of the dance floor, robes hitched up to His knees to make it easy to spin. At some point in the evening a boy will touch the hem of His robe and beg to be healed, beg to be anything other than this; and He will reach His arms out, sweat-damp, and weary from dance. He'll cup this boy's face in His hand and say, my beautiful child there is nothing in this heart of yours that ever needs to be healed. -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc), 來自: 114.36.6.46 (臺灣) ※ 文章網址: https://www.ptt.cc/bbs/poetry/M.1666084828.A.5A9.html
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