homage to T. S. Eliot’s “Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufock” and the following line: “In the room the women come and go, talking of Michelangelo.”<\/p>\n
When finally you were seven, old enough to ride in<\/p>\n
my car, in the two miles in took us to go to the<\/p>\n
store, you looked around and said “There’s enough room<\/p>\n
in here for my backpack, we could go to Kansas City,” the<\/p>\n
lights in your eyes twinkling like the eyes of women<\/p>\n
who sell fortunes to strangers on the street and come<\/p>\n
home to twelve cats, three dogs, six fish, two turtles, and<\/p>\n
a gerbil. “No,” I said. “Dear niece, we are authorized to go<\/p>\n
to the store, no further,” but on and on for years, we kept talking<\/p>\n
of Kansas City, of St Louis, and when you were eighteen, of<\/p>\n
how we would go to London, and Florence, and Paris, to see Michelangelo.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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