A Girl’s Memento
by Garry Vakarian
The sound of the keys was uninterrupted for a whooping thirty minutes. A new record I thought. Since Motoko changed her hands for prosthetics, she could write all of her ideas down, and not lose a single one. For me, it was a relief, but also a curse. Continue reading
Boire la tasse
Texte original écrit par Ninefifteen
— C’est encore long, dis ? demanda Charlie d’une voix geignarde, comme un enfant sur la route des vacances.
— Tais-toi, implora Arthur. Tais-toi et rame.
I was offered as a gift
I was taken out of my package
Opened up in a large room
With a view on the sea,
The first apartment of my mistress.
I got walked to the window sill
And sat there for a while
Then got taken out, Continue reading