Sublime

Easily, he slept; and as he slept, the woman in the photograph took her arm from the pastor’s waist, and crossed the parched lawn towards the camera. Her black skirts, thickly beaded at the hem, obscured the view of Bethesda; then her fine and muddied boots came over the frame, and were first set squarely on the table, then one by one on the floor:

zelkova tree

Streaming in through the window, the moonlight cast long shadows and splashed the walls with a touch of diluted Indian ink.