A Morning In Tilden 2 by Michelle Sixta
The outcast as angel. That is how she saw herself. While working at forgiving herself
she had long since forgiven those who shunned her. She was angelic in that way and
in the way her downcast eyes sought the lowly, interceding long enough to buy them
time, enveloping them in layers of light while crying.
Written for Friday Flash 55 - My post in exactly 55 words - for the G-Man.