Sunday,
I am eating agrapefruit, church is over at the Russian Orthodox to is darkof Eastern descent,large brown eyes look up from the Biblethen down. a small red and
Bible, and as she readsher legs keep moving, moving,she is doing a slow rhythmic dancereading the Bible. . .long gold earrings;2 gold bracelets on each arm,and it's a mini-suit,
I suppose,the cloth hugs her body,the lightest of tans is that cloth,she twists this way and that,long yellow legs warm in the sun. . .there is no escaping her beingthere is no desire to. . .my radio is playing symphonic musicthat she cannot hearbut her movements coincide exactlyto the rhythms of thesymphony. . .she is dark, she is darkshe is reading about God.
I am God.
