sábado 16 de diciembre 2017
Creo que este se llama “Qué viaje" You asked about the way there, or maybe you didn’t but I wish you had. I wanted to tell you about the company of discarded beasts. You will need them and they will need you and they will re-learn how to love if you keep them close. Don’t mind their hollow glances when you first meet. After walking in the sun for longer than you expect to, sit by the window of the place where families go to remember each other. Watch them recover idle memories. Wait until they begin to collide with the future tense of verbs they’ve never known. It’s like a scene from a time before theatre. I also wanted to mention the windy detour through the sky. It’s always an option and sometimes it’s the only one when everything else is on fire. Once the gusts subside take a left at the lonely house and ring the doorbell with care. The owner has been through many wars and her dog has been buried for over a century. She won’t ever answer but she will dream in color tonight because you called. If on your journey the days get old before you do, go hunting for fallen coconuts with children. And show up to your next party on a hot air balloon. Then take off and come back when the coconuts are sweet again.
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2/10/2018 07:19:09 pm
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