Sunday, November 3, 2002

U.S.A., Louisiana, Eunice

I see her shoulders, her hips, her legs. Though walking away, obscured by the rain and dimly lit, her femininity is radiant. She fills the night with her beauty. The Liberty Theatre, the brick wall of the Prairie Acadian Cultural Center, City Hall, the parking lot, the giant Baptist church all echo her beauty back into the night as if it were a bell chime. I turn and walk home in the beautiful rain.