Status Updates From Explicação dos Pássaros

preferiria enfiar um lápis dentro do meu olho

"You're no longer interested in birds," I accused my father. "All you worry about are numbers, bonds, businesses, stocks, notaries, and the like….”

We never had time for one another, did we? And now it’s too late, stupidly late, so we look at each other absently, as strangers, full of superfluous hands without pockets to moor them, searching in our empty heads for the words of tenderness that we never learned, for the signs of affection that embarrass us, for the closeness that frightens us.