September 12, 2011

weekend-readsProdigal; Over Easy

Prodigal Copper and ginger, the plentiful       mass of it bound, half loosed, and             bound again in lavish       disregard as though such heaping up were a thing indifferent, surfeit from             the table of the gods, who do             not give a thought to fairness, no,       who throw their bounty in a single lap. The chipped enamel-blue-on her nails. The lashes sticky with sunlight. You would       swear she hadn't a thought in her head             except for her buttermilk waffle and       its just proportion of jam. But while she

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