*Judas, dropping off a bagel sandwich from Sal’s at the front counter of the Garden, letting Jesus fix his smudged purple liner...the zing of Jesus’s fingers against his cheek…the light grip, the soft kiss that follows.*
*Mary, finding the vetiver beard oil in the bathroom cabinet and following the sounds and smells of Jo’s cooking to coax him into letting her touch his face.*
*The scent of Mary’s beard oil on Jo’s chin, jaw, neck mixing with the scent of maple as he flips a pancake, relishes the sizzle, recalls a recent evening when the oil ended up between Mary’s thighs…*
*Mags, getting ready to go into the Garden, fresh from a warm bath, rubbing lotion around their thighs, brushing out her curls, humming to Big Joanie, anticipating Friday Night Band practice later and the sound of Luc’s velvet voice filling her…giving her goosebumps along her neck just thinking about it.*
*Lilith, lost, looking out the apartment window, staring at the telephone wires…one of those mornings. Nudging into reality when she feels something warm and smells comfort against her neck…one of Eve’s vetiver pillows, heated up. Then a firm but tender kiss on the back of her head, a shoulder squeeze, an “I love you.”*
*Jesus, munching on their bagel sandwich (egg, cheese and avocado with hot sauce), nodding their head to Bad Bunny, typing feverishly at their laptop about their karaoke outfit recommendations–their upcoming post on the Jesu$ Died for our Fash-Sins blog.*
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