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Erica Hughes


You are Going to Hell

By E. Hughes You are going to hell. At least that’s what the white church planter tells you over Facebook when you ask God to judge America about one week after Philando Castile’s murderer is set free because he’s a…

To Doubt

by E. Hughes The Israelites must have felt like I had last August, driving back into the Central Valley. After the walls of the Red Sea crashed and drowned Pharaoh and his army, after the sea returned to its usual…

Poetry of the Body

by Erica Hughes No ideas but in things. —William Carlos Williams Salvation is not an idea—but a person, God’s body. The best poems happen in the body, like communion. But that intimacy seems to frighten most Christians (even Reformed Christians who…

The Cross Black People Bear

By Erica Hughes …you begin to understand yourself as rendered hypervisible in the face of such language. Language that feels hurtful is intended to exploit all the ways that you are present. Your alertness, your openness, and your desire to…

The Prophetic Words of Rappers

by Erica Hughes This is hell and I don’t mean that hyperbolic —J. Cole in “4 Your Eyez Only” If you really want to know about America, listen to the rappers. In the last few years, Kendrick Lamar and J.…