«tenho a sensação que nada melhor descreve o que sinto do que essas palavras ...Fosca-se !!!!!»*

A hand was resting on the table in front of me in a sleepy fist. Suddenly it flipped on its back and opened is fingers as if asking to have its palm read.
But as I looked into its lines it suddenly flew up and slapped my face.
I began to cry…
Then this same hand lifted and began to wipe my tears away…
russell edson
in the tormented mirror
*José Braga, 30 de Janeiro de 2007

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