This is why I’m ready to talk about sex, because I’ve seen that we can imagine God as a woman.
And this is like the birth of a woman bearing the image of God and I want to see that woman with her clothes off. No joke. I mean, a woman who is a moral agent while being sexual, not a marble statue and not a snake – what does that even look like?
What I know is the dichotomy: virgin or whore, my sex coded passive or coded dangerous. But I don’t think God is afraid of my vagina.
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Words: Esther Emery
Image: Jim Kast-Keat
Music: Dexter Britain
