September 2020

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Encounters in the Park

By Tasos Leivaditis

As for me, I had many sublime moments, given that I was never of this world — only one thing terrified me, that they might some day go looking in the wardrobe, and so I preferred to roam the parks where anonymity is nourished, in fact one day (one of those from the calendar) I had an astonishing thought which I immediately put into practice, I bought two beautiful candlesticks and I offered them to the sad woman who walked slowly as though she wanted to delay a little longer an inescapable catastrophe.


(Translated by N.N. Trakakis)