II
New Jersey moves past in a complete blur. Jesus’s beard refracts the glowing midday light, while Mary Magdalene’s third eye opens wide to consume the blurred landscape. Little brother rolls around in the backseat gaining cabin fever and attempting to iPod DJ his way through the country.
Mother Mary and I are penniless so Jesus pulls out a stack of ones he collected performing miracles on the Bedford Avenue Subway platform. Being the prophet that he is, he turns water into Pabst Blue Ribbon.
