Life after Death
From Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston:
Then Tea Cake came prancing around her where she was and the song of the sigh flew out of the window and lit in the top of the pine trees. Tea Cake, with the sun for a shawl. Of course he wasn’t dead. He could never be dead until she herself had finished feeling and thinking.
posted @ 12:49 PM EDT