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320 pages, Hardcover
First published February 21, 2023
The sky was a vibrant mottle of blue and white, threaded with the inflections of birdsong. Green parrots, robins, and silver mourning doves incanted their secret codes.
But our bodies are holy and meant to be shared, for a time, at least. Jesus was given to us in the form of a human. During Communion, the wafer transforms into Jesus’s body and blood on our tongues. Transubstantiation. Inking my body was also holy. Sure, the needle hurt sometimes. But it should hurt. Salvation required sacrifice.
Men fucked like grammar schoolteachers diagramming sentences: This goes here, and now that goes there. I’d rather die than be restrained by a dude. But women were unpredictable, like trying to tame a flame.
God is perfection, even in devastation. This might be the only thing I’m sure of: God is especially alive in women.