I’m wondering…about what the mainline religion Origin Stories would look like from the perspective of a woman?
I wouldn't have considered it very much had I not read a poem by a black woman (I am a white man) that got me wondering....
You might say (or just think), why would that be important? Why it wouldn't be may be more telling....
We are so often a product of the narrative of the time and space in which we are immersed.
