sexta-feira, 5 de maio de 2017

her breathing

"...the clatter of window shutters and crockery inside the house
with the more sensual throbs of wind (...)"

"to crawl on her knees “like an animal”,
just one of a number of feral transmutations that find characters likened to tethered dogs, hung up like sows, sleeping in barns or brushed and tressed like horses."

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