Fa temps que no se si vaig o vinc. Mir a les palpentes sense sentir res més que l’abandonament que m’envaeix en girar una cantonada fosca. Fa temps que esper que piquin a la porta [o a la paret], o entrin per la finestra amb un bitllet [només d’anada] sense un mot per creuar.
Mes: Juliol 2011
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