I knew someone named Jesus,. He kept a pebble in his sandal to remember he was one ounce human and two pounds God. When the girl with the alabaster jar asked if he were good,. Jesus smiled, kicked free his feet and said,. 8220;Yes, girl,. For you have reminded me so. You press your eyes against me. We move among the drums. Still, their music grows the sweeter.

My baby, and my books. This is the town with the house with the woman with the fire inside. She arranges her mornings with needles and flowers, becoming quieter. Everyday wishing there is more to life than this great lone pine. They do not talk to her anymore, nor do they visit her with apple pies. The future is a gray seagull, they say, the sun has gone to another.