Read this book like a song ... and your soul will fly :)
"I left my wrinkled summer dress on the shore and went swimming naked
in a pond, laughing and drawing the women friends I had come with into
the water with me. And she didn’t claim me then, in daylight, but that night
I learned a lesson I never expected from Ezili. Yes, that night when I went
to listen to drumming on the beach, something happened that I couldn’t
explain. All I knew was that it felt like the first time I kissed a woman—like
my body was not mine, and my body was made for this. And in the space
of a moment, in one movement of my hand, the safe fences that I’d drawn
around my research and myself—here is Afro-Caribbean religion as I study
it in a book, here is desire as another someone theorized it, here is what I
know and here is what I feel—they all collapsed, torrentially, and still I am
swirling. Still, there are no words for this and still, I search to learn them."