aunt lydia

• Where I am is not a prison but a privilege, as aunt lydia said, who was in love with either/or
• Try to think of it from their point of view, she [Aunt Lydia] said, her hands clasped and wrung together, her nervous pleading smile. It isnt easy for them.
• some of you will fall on dry ground or thorns. Some of you are shallow rooted
• Gilead is within you
• To be seen- to be seen- is to be- her voice trembled- penetrated
• oiling themselves like roast meat on a spit
• Blessed are the meek. She didn’t go on to say anything about inheriting the earth
• No alcohol. Studies had been done
• “Women united for a common end”
• Pen is Envy, aunt lydia would say
• ·I’d begun to think she [Aunt Lydia] existed only in my head