Sing a righteous gospel. Let her be born.
Let her be born and handled warmly.
想当年，看到一部片子里全是黑人面孔，我会直接删掉。
现在确实更包容，更有耐心了。
看她们的生活，不管是华丽的、卑微的、忙碌的、悠闲的，难以避免，在人生的某个时候，无依无靠、内心孤独的感觉都会袭面而来。
语言很美。
I realized I was missing something. Something promised, something so important. A laying of of hands, fingers near my forehead, strong, cool, moving, making me whole, sense, pure.
I was missing something. Something promised, something free. I know about laying on bodies, laying out a man, and bringing him all of my fleshy self, and some of my pleasure being taken, full, eager, wet, like I get sometimes. A laying on of hands, the holiness of myself released.
It was too much. I fell into numbness. Until the only tree I could see picked me up into her branches, held me in the b…
