I open this page and think of a couple words to start with, then I type without stopping till I have a paragraph.Then I press publish. No pausing. No editing. (I fix up the spelling and the odd bit of punctuation to make it more in line with what my brain was thinking and my fingers were trying to type, but I don't add or remove any words) ........... Find LITTLE VISIONS VOL 1 in audiobook and zine format at https://bridesofchrist.bandcamp.com/album/little-visions-vol-1-audiobook
Wednesday, June 3, 2015
SHE TOUCHED THE HEM OF HIS GARMENT
She touched the hem of his garment, hoping she would be made whole. Even better, she became a real hep old lady, she suddenly had a zoot suit wrapped around her body, a wide brimmed hat and a watch chain , and boooooy, she was struttin' on down the streets of Jerusalem. This real hep combo was wheeling along beside her on a cart, double bass, bootin' sax, the whole thing. She found herself saying things like "daddy-o" and "squares beware" and didn't know what to make of it. These developments were exciting but extremely frightening too. Such a rapid personality shift threatened to send her into some kind of coma or permanent psychosis.
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