One Hundred Years of Solitude

would have the radiant smile
of a Pope, and she would cut
and polish his nails so that the
pilgrims who came to Rome
from all over the world would
be startled at the beauty of the
Popes hands as he blessed
them, and she would comb
his hair like that of a Pope,
and she would sprinkle his
body and his clothing with
toilet water so that his body
and his clothes would have
the fragrance of a Pope. In the