6 of May: Late afternoon in the park. The children piling upon one another and rolling down the hill in a giggling, wrestling, tumbling glory. Cigarette butts and a used condom mark the passage of after school teenage occupation and make me sick. I hold Fabian up by the arms while he goes to the bathroom, defecates, in the flowery brush. The girls watch and laugh, covering their mouths and I see them in their twenties.
Yesterday: A man in a bright yellow sweater. Cadmium yellow medium, a bit of yellow ochre and pale green light. Someone smells like candy and I am looking for a job. Tried on a green cotton/linen dress, liked it.
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4 comments:
who is Fabian?
A 6 year old German boy...he lives nearby and comes to the park with us when his father is alone because his mother is in France.
How is Jacob?
Jacob is well. Yesterday he helped me locate some laxatives.
To elly: lovely.
To the comments: haha.
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