Sunday 31 March 2019

A Deadly Shot

My bother was assaulted and shot. He died. We are mourning. He's lying on our parents bed in their room in Mar Blanco's house. The bed is oriented facing east. It's the opposite direction as it was always there.
We're all sad and crying. My dad looks grey. Mom is as if her face is made of wax. I can't stand the pain. I'm in real soul pain. It hurts so much. I cry and try to let go. It's too much.
I wake up crying.

Kiss in the mouth


The rush of a man who is as impulsive as thunder, flash, and a kiss to seal a job contract.
It's located in a garden poorly  lawned. Children coming in and out. Partytime. Candy. Joy. Laughter. He appears just to say good bye.
He picks someone up. That's why he's here. He's wearing a sailor red coat.
He sees me. Broadly smiles.
Kisses me in the mouth. There's a silence that says it all. He leaves just saying: Yes! A kiss on the lips to seal it all!