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I put all of me into a sock and tried to bury it in Mama's trunk in the attic, |
Even the sock when I reco- vered it, would not burn. |
but the sock bled, slowly at first, in green and white stripes down the bedroom wall where Papa had died after Mama's sui- cide. |
Green was Hattie's favorite color. She was glad that she had painted that bedroom, and her bridge partners liked the candy stripes. |
I tried to clean the walls with paint thinner kerosine rubbing alcohol --every- thing-- but it would not wipe off, not even at my own command. |