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Tubal-Caín Forges a Star - Que carajo acabo de leer

Ojos de perro azul
“Entonces me miró. Yo creía que me miraba por primera vez. Pero luego, cuando dio la vuelta por detrás del velador y yo seguía sintiendo sobre el hombro, a mis espaldas, su resbaladiza y oleosa mirada, comprendi que era yo quien la miraba por primera vez.”

“we had been adults since before, since a long time back. she however, was the oldest in the house.
hat same night she had been able to be there, sitting with us, stealing the measured throbbing of the stars, surrounded by healthy sons”

“She knew that the "boy" had climbed up to the orange blossoms and that the fruit of next autumn would be swollen with his flesh, cooled by the coolness of his death. No. She couldn't eat them.

She knew that under every orange tree in the world there was a boy buried, sweetening the frut with the lime of his bones.”

Is there a depth to death? what if ends are only doors to new nows.

“He was in his coffin ready to be buried and yet he knew that he wasn’t dead that if he tried to get up, he could do it so easily “spiritually” at least, but it wasn’t worth the trouble”