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Chewers & Masticadores // Editora: Nolcha Fox

lots of negative weather forecasts
lately but
the park was still full
He folded the newspaper and
looked to the next
bench where some old man was begging
his caretakers to take him
home
He cried that his hemorrhoids
were killing him
Far into the distance children
were screaming
the kind of screams that make it difficult
to tell whether they’re having
fun or being slaughtered
On the front page of the paper
there was some
article about a recent murder. Some
monster stabbed a kid to death
in a park much like
this one
and everybody was
in uproar
And he fished into his pocket for
a cigarette
and then for the lighter
and smiled at their concerns. It was the
smile of someone who got away
with murder and he stretched it because he’d
gotten away with murder
Many years ago
Far abroad
Into…
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I love the following quote:
“the kind of screams that make it difficult
to tell whether they’re having
fun or being slaughtered”. I think this is such a truth in the increasingly noisy, frenetic world we live in.
You write so well about the dark side of human life. ✍️❌❤️🦊
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(っ╹◡╹)っ Thank you very much for giving it a read, Carolyn!
Much appreciated 🙂
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Thank you for your contribution, Bogdan. Appreciate it! 🙂
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(* ̄▽ ̄) ノ It’s a true honor, Terveen!
Thank you! 🙂
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Wow, Bogdan! Your wove an incredibly dark tale, and pulled me in right from the start! Good job. 🙂
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(っ◕‿◕)っ Thank you for giving it a read, Susi! Much appreciated! 🙂
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You’re very welcome, Bogdan! 🙂
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