Between Us

Sifting the religious constructs that shaped you isn’t tossing out the script. Much as you wish to be so rebellious, there’s no chance-you always sat on the front row during youth group. Instead, you rip out a page then read from the beginning without that page. Next a chapter, noticing how different the story feels without that one bit glorifying woman’s virginity.

And so on.

By the end you’re holding one tired page. It says the divine you believe in isn’t above us but between us. You fold up the page. It fits in your pocket.