martes, 18 de noviembre de 2014

That Nobel Prize Winner

He’d been awarded a Nobel Prize. Everybody wanted his presence as a guest in meetings and television shows. Some schools had been named after him. Nevertheless his close relatives and the scarce friends he had knew he was an abject person, an apparent winner who enjoyed hurting people around him.

viernes, 14 de noviembre de 2014

Motorway to heaven

He’d spent the whole night in a mixture of fear and freedom. Early in the morning he decided to cross the motorway. After a few meters he tried to avoid a grey car, but its bumper hit his head. A second car crashed into his body. My dog passed away.

jueves, 6 de noviembre de 2014

Those dark eyes...

Eyes are a mystery. I’ll always remember those big dark eyes looking at me wide open. I was fascinated by them. I couldn’t see anything apart from them. Though not close to me, they transmitted loneliness and sad acceptance. The image of that old gorilla has never left my mind.