first thing I write this year, after a break of more than a month has been this micorrelato for I Literary Contest
Microjustas
Marble
breathing dust, I cover the hands, the marble is roughly in the quarry. Will give life, chiseling his body to show what is inside.
I stay here, his shadow, tired, washed white, but I am not marble.
I stay here, breathing dust.
Carrara marble quarry, Offler Photography
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