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| from Cynthia Ozick's The Messiah of Stockholm |
he was the messiah and he wasn't. risen from some dead, blessed, and cursed. his father was the most elaborate figment of his imagination; his sister was a fake. stars that mirror one another; windows that pour puddles of life-giving light squares onto the hardwood floor. books that become the saving grace of a town -- only to break down [clangings and clatterings] into the birth of a tiny, hope-brimming bird with a piece of hay in its fragile beak.
edit: 4/9/14 nope Jesus did not have a sister; different messiah hehehoho
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