Snow

 There was snow in the sky, and as I watched it fall, a chill ran through me and I burrowed under the covers. Throughout my life, different eyes have entered my heart and frozen me cold. Something like sex without love. Since when did I know the word sex? It must have been in elementary school, but my heart still doesn't know what sex is. My mind is Jericho, and it's not easily agitated, and it's not accountable to anything. The body responding to the body with excitement, I've never been a meat eater like that.


An angel would descend from heaven and follow me very slowly, trying to help me, but I just endure it in silence. There are no angels outside. And I don't sublimate the wind into my imagination. Angels are not before my eyes because they are slow. I must go all the way alone, but I know that the Gospel has been written and delivered and is before me. It was a very long time ago, and I was walking down the street pretty in a dress with puffed shoulders. I even had a dress like that. 


I hadn't become a mother. I was still a virgin.

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