Tuesday 6 November 2012

Para os nossos parágrafos de apreciação criativa de Carlos Bulosan


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  1. Eu tinha emudecido de tanto despertar os dias todos para o comando de outros a falar.
    Quando na relva além dos meus vidros foscos apareceu o teu corpo achei que era bom construir com ele a minha língua.
    Atrás da minha janela depositei metros de cortinas a combinar com todas as tuas saias
    e todas as tuas camisolas.
    Será que tomaste sentido alguma vez de chegares de amarelo e eu, no interior, me aconchegar nas tuas roupas do dia anterior?
    Será que sabias o que eras, meu sonho americano, em diferido e a cores?

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  3. Silence: noun; a complete lack of noise or sound. However, there can be silence in the refusal to talk, in the inability to communicate or in the difficulty in expressing oneself. To silence someone is to prevent them of manifesting themselves and their opinions, especially when these are contrary to your own. To be silent is to NOT have a voice and to NOT exist. To have a reason to exist is to cease being silent. When there are no more reasons you are silenced forever.

    Mariana Mouzinho.

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