I stood, holding on to my cedar tree, and when my knees no longer shook, I let one hand come away from the tree and then the other hand fell off and I stood there, by myself, and I was not afraid, and I could walk, but only slowly and as I walked there was a woman who held herself out for me to see, and she let down her hair and opened her legs and said that I could lie with her...
Sketch: Vol. 35
, Article 7.
Available at: https://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol35/iss1/7