So she sat on the porch and watched the moon rise. Soon its amber fluid was drenching the earth, and quenching the thirs — Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God

So she sat on the porch and watched the moon rise. Soon its amber fluid was drenching the earth, and quenching the thirs — Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God

So she sat on the porch and watched the moon rise. Soon its amber fluid was drenching the earth, and quenching the thirs — Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God

So she sat on the porch and watched the moon rise. Soon its amber fluid was drenching the earth, and quenching the thirs — Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God

So she sat on the porch and watched the moon rise. Soon its amber fluid was drenching the earth, and quenching the thirs — Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God

So she sat on the porch and watched the moon rise. Soon its amber fluid was drenching the earth, and quenching the thirst of the day.

— Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God

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