Key Genius's Blog, page 163
September 17, 2016
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September 16, 2016
September 15, 2016
Heart of flesh
Giorgio is dressed in black, with a Diesel top and
jeans; his neck moves like a pigeon’s when he walks. Tall and stiff, it looks
like he has swallowed a pole; the legacy of losing over twenty kilos in two
years. Sabrina is arm in arm with Natalia, the classic go to the restroom
together girlfriends. Both with a little, dark, mid-thigh length dress, a
small handbag under the arm, and scattered sparkly jewelry. One looks like an
apple, the other a pepper. If it weren’t for the color of their hair, Sabrina
light brown and Natalia blonde, they could swap identities. They don’t have one
of their own so nobody would notice.
Girls like these are mass produced.
Same behavior, same clothes, same chin with the brown
line of their makeup, emphasizing how fake is the face that you are looking at.
A perfect act, that can be demolished in less time than it took to create.
September 14, 2016
Cuore di carne
Giorgio è vestito di nero,
maglia e jeans Diesel, cammina muovendo il collo come un piccione. Alto e
rigido, sembra che abbia ingoiato una pertica; è il lascito di aver perso oltre
venti chili in due anni. Sabrina è a braccetto con Natalia, le classiche
amichette che vanno al cesso insieme.
Entrambe con un vestitino scuro che arriva a metà coscia, la borsetta sotto
braccio e i gioielli sparsi che luccicano. Una sembra una mela, l’altra un
peperone. Se non fosse per il colore dei capelli, Sabrina castano chiaro e
Natalia biondo, potrebbero scambiarsi le identità tanto non ne hanno una loro.
Sono fatte in serie, quelle
così.
Stesso atteggiamento, stesso abbigliamento, stesso mento con la riga marrone del trucco come a rimarcare quanto sia
finta la faccia che si sta guardando. Una messa in scena di perfezione che si
abbatte più velocemente rispetto al tempo impiegato per crearla.
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September 13, 2016
Heart of Flesh
Andrea’s body falls limp, unable to move.
Now that she is no longer in his arms, he knows what a
burning thirst feels like. Dried up inside, only her kiss could reinvigorate
him. His soul feels dry and fragile, like a burnt leaf.
The weight of the errors of his past is shattering
him. He’s rooted to the spot, staring at the marble floor and looking into his
hands. They have never been so empty.
He has never felt so cold.
He has never felt so alone.
