Then She Cried Without Tears,

Then She Cried Without Tears, Which Is Said To Hurt Even More Like Dry Labor.

To The Table Or To Bed, You Must Come When You Are Bid.

I Like Vibrant Colors.

Once Again She Would Arrive At A Foreign Place. Once Again Be The Newcomer, An Outsider, The One Who Did Not Belong. She Knew From Experience That She Would Quickly Have To Ingratiate Herself With Her New Masters To Avoid Being Rejected Or, In More Dire Cases, Punished. Then There Would Be The Phase Where She Would Have To Sharpen Her Senses In Order To See And Hear As Acutely As Possible So That She Could Assimilate Quickly All The New Customs And The Words Most Frequently Used By The Group She Was To Become A Part Of--so That Finally, She Would Be Judged On Her Own Merits.

When You're Told There's No Way You Can Marry The Woman You Love And Your Only Hope Of Being Near Her Is To Marry Her Sister, Wouldn't You Do The Same?