Friday, March 21, 2008

These were the days of frantic stitching (new dresses)
curtain washing, floor waxing. New white patent-leather
shoes and if lucky, a bright spring hat. White gloves (hand-me-down).
The last remaining days, hours even, of the forty-day
candy fast. Mother gone Holy Saturday to clean the altar.
Eggs set to boil, a teaspoon vinegar for each bowl,
each tablet of dye. Rustling waxed-paper grass.
Older sisters. Always older sisters.

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