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a fragment of Sunday...
she walked into the café, painted silver. during Boston Pride. women's block party pretty much next door. painted silver, in a rainbow striped flag. facially she reminded me of my friend Arden. a compact, strong handsome face with wisdom. a Jewish Amerindian. Jewish Mohician. hey, I didn't mean to make that pun. she had a mohawk with little tufts around the ears. one nosestud for either nostril and she wore black combat boots not made of leather. alien and stunning.
what a sight, what beauty. joy, joy.
outside I saw her clasped hands with a gold woman. living statues. I looked at them and raised my hands up and gloried.
"alchemical marriage," I said. don't know if they heard me. later I said it again and the gold woman nodded in agreement.
the woman painted gold. about 18, maybe 20 years old. hair down to her shoulders and really beautiful eyes (they compliment the gold) very brown, amber. no flecks of other color in her eyes, pure brown like a semiprecious stone. or wood. she dressed herself in a Pride flag, rainbow stripes.
one of the women told me her name but I forgot that name instantly, I just remembered Anna's name. because Anna reminded me of ana, a direction in four dimensional space. ana and kata.
"your should be Kate," I said. "as in kata. ana and kata."
the alchemical marriage I had said. the gold and the silver woman. so much beauty.
she walked into the café, painted silver. during Boston Pride. women's block party pretty much next door. painted silver, in a rainbow striped flag. facially she reminded me of my friend Arden. a compact, strong handsome face with wisdom. a Jewish Amerindian. Jewish Mohician. hey, I didn't mean to make that pun. she had a mohawk with little tufts around the ears. one nosestud for either nostril and she wore black combat boots not made of leather. alien and stunning.
what a sight, what beauty. joy, joy.
outside I saw her clasped hands with a gold woman. living statues. I looked at them and raised my hands up and gloried.
"alchemical marriage," I said. don't know if they heard me. later I said it again and the gold woman nodded in agreement.
the woman painted gold. about 18, maybe 20 years old. hair down to her shoulders and really beautiful eyes (they compliment the gold) very brown, amber. no flecks of other color in her eyes, pure brown like a semiprecious stone. or wood. she dressed herself in a Pride flag, rainbow stripes.
one of the women told me her name but I forgot that name instantly, I just remembered Anna's name. because Anna reminded me of ana, a direction in four dimensional space. ana and kata.
"your should be Kate," I said. "as in kata. ana and kata."
the alchemical marriage I had said. the gold and the silver woman. so much beauty.