Margie Schnibbe

Happy that humankind had achieved world peace and social justice for all, Margie ascended into heaven like the Virgin Mary, a saint she had worshiped when she was a child.  However, unlike the Virgin, Margie had spent much of her life as a slut and there were no angels at her holy Feast of the Assumption … only poodles and parakeets, big fluffy clouds of pink cotton candy, anonymous pleasure-seekers and copious psychedelic trails of marigolds, morning glories, sunflowers, and Sauvignon Blanc.