Transparency
- All evenings will sit in the backyard.
- If someone would accompany her as her body becomes transparent to the beat of the shadow.
- on First comes a map of veins and viscera, then below, a population of bone holes where the wind blows like a rush of music.
- The woman smiles and raises his arm in the night stages. A few minutes more and turn off the glow of the bone-lit remote and obscure songs skin the color of blood.
- When it ends, it keeps the chair under the eaves and returns to the kitchen, taking the secret of transparency in the world.
- Maria Rosa Lojo
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