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Queen Curmano
3 November 2014
Freshman English Honors
I pictured myself as a ghost: bones and teeth.
Rachel a ghost with long white hair; Adah a
silent, staring ghost. Ruth May a tree-climbing
ghost, the squeeze of a small hand on your
arm. My father was not a ghost; he was God
with his back turned, hands clasped behind
him and fierce eyes on the clouds. God had
turned his back and was walking away (310).
Kingsolver, Barbara. The Poisonwood Bible: A Novel. New York: HarperPerennial, 1999. Print