Jenny Darsey said it was fact:
they nailed his feet and hands
to the tree.

Then some guy stabbed him
with a spear and blood gushed.

There was blood everywhere,
Jenny said. Like she was there.

Then she ran to kick the ball.
I held my breath.

When Jenny came back, her face
had changed.

Then lowandbehoed, she said,
just like that, lowandbehoed,
He rose from the dead!

I gasped, then chomped down hard
on my sagging stick of red licorice.