neurotic disorders and chronic symptoms of a past that has dropped anchor before leaving.
In the hands of a cloverleaf, one of many crops in the country.
Maybe it's just hope, nothing more awkward to hold onto.
focused on the time clock wrong to deceive the unexpected.
One author cited the work is nothing but the revelation of art.
"All of us, everybody, everybody, let's save our immortal souls,
some ways it seems are more complicated and mysterious than others."
R. Carver
The immortality of the soul and the fatal quiet.
Edna with her hands cold, white skin and hair blacks, contrasted
red patina that the sun gave the evening.
His legs and his arms seemed to disappear,
every memory made her skin softer.
Her skin.
entire evenings on the roof, an effective way to escape
and feel closer to heaven.
silenziofobi While those were in the living room to eat
monotony and get drunk with sadness,
Edna spent most of the time on those shingles
waterproof, resistant to extreme temperatures,
useful as a noise filter such as rain and hail, and in this case
useful to filter and quarrels frustrating games on TV.
often wondered if it would survive a full-scale
convincing enough to eliminate all other possibilities in play on that roof.
often played this game alone against itself,
but this time he would not.
"What are you doing all this time ever on the roof?"
Jacob, an eccentric type, tight jeans, shirt
chess, white shirts and black creepers,
Raiban the inevitable, never combed his hair and his neck
polaroid 640. Edna
two things he loved most of all: to observe and talk to Jacob whispered words with his eyes closed,
with his hand on her hip, between the shirt and shirt.
"dark flowers, all withered, fragile and old, and yet, their perfume is slow to disappear as an unspeakable secret. Like a dream or a memory that floats on this day, waiting for the moment be remembered by some visitors, perhaps, by those who want to get rid of a strange kind of sadness, from an unknown illness . " SOPOR AETERNUS
Jacob loved but three things more than others: providing instant on paper the moment with his Polaroid, delight in the role of balance and finally listen to what Edna had to tell every night, imagining to project those images onto a large screen. A film full of flaws, far more distant reality. Edna
that night had to make a choice and not one of those on which we could go after an inch of dust.
called the "hunger for love, or rather too many sacrifices for anyone coming in that tunnel, a tunnel where " the neighbor, the remote past and future " would no longer be anything.
He loved his bones, he embodied the death of a little 'to disappear, a little' because without the love of his mother could not live.
One combat food dictatorial, a blind man's buff in which you continue to twist and turn over.
a child was one of the few not to have made friends in neither class nor to recreation, unpaired lived in a strategic position perched on the apple front yard the school. hated physical contact and even more friendships, no one could swim in the emptiness of her existence. For the most carefree girls were eager to cook with herbs and ground the inevitable lunch for their family of imaginary friends.
Nothing is more sickening to think for Edna.
spent the whole time up there to see specific details and twists of bark insects, she felt great being able to see things so small and invisible all the time walking back and forth from branch to branch. Many times he wanted to be just an ant, seemingly insignificant as a living, but with an indescribable strength.
And then there was Madeleine, thin, beautiful, already developed at the age of eight years. The follows everything, whatever she did were all ready to support it and many times those who supported it ended in trouble. She liked to be flattered and use this to propose missions to accomplish. I remember that George was given the task of entering the library on the first floor, turn on the TV and insert the cd of the teacher, that found in the morning in the second drawer of his desk. It was forbidden to enter that place without the master and it was obviously a big mistake was stealing something to the old lady Naismith, the Madeleine this sapeveva fine.
risovolti were more than I expected, the teacher heard the TV turn on the news channel and immediately opened the door for George there was a long afternoon in which punishment was forced to stay in class during recess.
All this because I know from that tree over bark and insects that watched the stupidity with which some people were manipulated by Madeleine.
Fortunately, all nodes come home to roost and the evil girl there was a reward quite atrocious. Wednesday, March 12
invited her to play blind man's buff, began counting forming a star with his own shoes and of course bararono thrashing.
had been chosen her to be blindfolded and they did, took it from her shoulders and continued to run, much more than they should. Finally took the stunned
weight, tied them to the pole of the basketball court, bound her with a rope at the waist and let her scream all the time.
The laughter still echoed in my mind, " revenge is a dish best served cold .
Since then Madeleine changed school. And while school was in this climate, Edna hoped that occurred earthquakes or drop bombs on the seventh floor of Nightfall street number 15. While others rejoiced at the sound of the bell, she absolutely did not change expression, he continued with impunity to draw and redraw spines.
vertebra by vertebra by vertebra, and then the basin each time more and more heart-shaped.
was a need inherent in her fetus, a return to the placenta and umbilical cord.
It helped with the book borrowed at the library, its obviously did not know anything. Mrs. Bonnot was the representative of the Blenz coffee for a great leader of Canada and was a typical ladies' tall, slim, typically dependent on the purpose and translucent stockings and heels 12, adorned with sexy secretaries ready to approach with an elegant front to or more business people.
His job was to hold a forty-sheet, pull in the classroom, introduce yourself, make a 180 ° turn and start with a long massacre of words and a long series of images projected on the screen. Finally
smile, their hair carefully, answer questions and be convincing, Qualcunque what. Shake hands with All China forward and showing part of the breast and then the door to accompany the people in attendance.
He was never home and the few times he hated to see her husband, the relationship had deteriorated over the years, although theoretically there was dancing in almost thirty years of marriage.
her daughter felt indifference, he had noticed since the early years of school that she was never able to convince and to socialize with anyone, let alone go into business.
He thought it was a person too strange and complicated to understand, had no time for these things only hoped that with the years schiudesse alone.
did not. could not hold together his pieces.
[more ..]
0 comments:
Post a Comment