God & Me
Another vaulted short story.
A halo of fire rained down from her hair as the little gods around her opened to the day at hand. Most of the world was a wedding to her, the little and the big, the open and the shut.
The colors had chosen her. Deep hues of blue, white, brown, gray, black, clouds and rocks, taunts and lies, birds and flowers, skeletons of internal flora.
She remembered w…