|
The New Lazarus By Lauren Jedlan New Orleans MS
Lazarus lies low now in his cave. There he dreams he is yet alive although he feels no more. The immovable stone, hubris, deceives him into thinking that what he has is life. Should You return, to call again, “Lazarus, come forth!” he would refuse, rather to remain in decomposed flesh and linen, preferring facts to promises.
|