There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away. The things she wunt remember and that she cant even let herself think about because thats when the birds scream and the worms crawl and some where in her mind its always raining a slow and endless drizzle. You wil hear that she has left the country, that there was a gift she wanted you to have, but it is lost before it reaches you. Late one night the telephone will sing, and a voice that might be hers will say something that you cant interpret before the connection crackles and is broken. Several years later, from a taxi, you will see someone in a doorway who looks like her, but she will gone by the time you persuade the driver to stop. You will never see her again. When it rains you will think of her. . . #Isi_Pilliary
Posted on: Wed, 22 Oct 2014 14:13:00 +0000
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