Tommy Welty is a poet, pastor, and family man. He's married to Alyssa and they have two children with dactylic names, Atticus and Gwendolyn. His work in the church inspires much of his writing. His poetry and prose has been featured at Fathom Magazine, Rock & Sling, Ekstasis Mag, and on NPR's All Things Considered. Follow him on Twitter @tommywelty.
When I get that hand of Jesus in my teeth, his blood cascading down my chin, I believe but help my unbelief — to my spirit preach a gospel of bruised red grapes and mortared grain, that hand of Jesus in my teeth, that topaz blood beneath my skin. Lord, I believe. Help my unbelief, press, […]
If a Tree Falls in the Forest and I'm the Only One There
A poem by Tommy Welty
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