On stage in a church on Detroit’s east side, Myra Morrison thrust her right fist down in front of her body and pulled it up slowly – as if she was yanking out her soul and delivering it to God. She was dressed in a white robe, wearing white paint on her face like a mask.
With a flip of her wrist, she glided her hand up, her furrowed brow melting into a face of bliss.
“I give myself away, so you can use me,” a gospel singer sang on a recording, as the Farmington Hills, Mich., woman acted out the words to the song.