A COLUMN ABOUT NOTHING : NO EASTER PARADE, NO RESURRECTION...

Saturday, March 26, 2005

NO EASTER PARADE, NO RESURRECTION...

EASTER Sun warms my back, breeze brushes hair across my forehead, past my eyes, as I stare. My unwrinkled body is old today, paralyzed. Numb. Ache in my pajamas till noon, curled on the couch under an electric blanket, wanting to hear her voice, wanting to share the Lily with the living, how it... Sign in to see full entry.

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