FROM THE POOL
The sofa in the living room – A Refuge
A Penal Colony
What is so difficult about cleaning crumbs of the kitchen counter?
How do you still have the patience to listen to me telling you, detail after detail, what I ate, and what I drank. What I said and what I was told. What clothes I wore and what shoes. What I did and what I saw, what I wanted, what I wished for, what I thought, and what I felt. What I understood and what I did not.