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Drive Through Worship

I attended a drive through service

not like the fried chicken joint on the corner

or the liquor store that’s never

close. This worship, broken, by parked cars in cramp

parked spaces. Horns tutted, as tambourines.

the shocks on our SUV’s are gone. Reverberating

communion, the preacher dressed in gladness

through the madness of a pandemic

we joined car to car to worship

under the sunshine, under the decaying cross

dripping with mortals singing.

Three block away from where I live

in nature we drive away

having received God in our cars.

kindness sister Krissy