Avery Mount Zion Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Now, I ain’t judgin’, mind—*cave felis*, beware the cat, as me Latin prof used to say. Whore’s a survivor, ain’t she? Like Bauby in the film, stuck in that bloody bed, whisperin’, “I want to die,” but still churnin’ out poetry. Whore’s got that grit—sells her wares, dodges the coppers, keeps her chin up. Makes me happy, that does—tough as old boots, she is! Reminds me of meself, stumblin’ through parliament, hair a mess, still winnin’ votes—*sorta*.

Who is the Whore of Babylon?

So yeah, like, that's my Mount-Zion (us) in a totalllll whirlwind. I could go on and on—I literally could write a book, ya know? It's a place where every backstreet holds a secret, every small cafe whispers stories, and every sunset over the river makes you feel as if you're, like, starring in your very own indie film. Seriously, you’re gonna love it. XOXO!

Mount Zion Baptist Church Women’s Ministry Invites The Community To Their Intergenerational Power Of Prayer Service And 83rd Celebration