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发布时间4 2012年12月


当广场映入眼帘,我冻结。我的心脏失去了主意,忘记它的节奏。我深吸一口气,并指示它打败。我指望它,并在其他抬起后一只脚浓缩。在我身体的每个细胞都知道我输入域。我可能会发现你在教堂的台阶。你可能会坐,双腿叉开,啜菠萝冰棒。我该怎么办呢?做恋人相隔一年后,说什么?如何打破沉默?

我走过去所有喜爱的去处。我的呼吸从我的苗头肺挤压。我隐隐感觉到,因为我发现每个地方空缺。不仅是不是你有,但也不是你的朋友。没有人。哪里是每个人都在隐瞒什么?我走过去的工艺品商店和餐馆。过去的博物馆,教堂和公共汽车站。过去走街串巷的小贩和冒充旅游照片Baianas。我乘电梯下到CIDADE拜萨。 The road to the market is chaotic. Cars careen around corners, streaming past pedestrians without pause. I scurry across the street with a throng of daring boys. Adrenaline pounds in my ears. The men at the market are selling jewelry today. They approach me, arms dripping with shell necklaces. I smile in their direction seeing nothing. My eyes are glued to the fountain where you taught me to shamelessly tongue in public.

我接近卡波耶拉圈和隐藏背后极。如果你在那里,我想先看看你。我想是不可见的。我想抓住你不知道美味的乐趣。所有常见的玩家包围的木台。高大的一个肉桂皮和雀斑。短一个与刀尖锐特征和恐吓凝视。瘦一个与橡胶骨头和主导的笑容。但你是不是在这里。我赶紧往回走。 I’d rather suffer in silence, than ask them for information. American Express, they called me last year. This year is none of their business.

我把脏码头餐厅外的座位。你的声音在我的脑海哼着歌卡波耶拉。我体味现场:渔船,阳光,我身后的刺耳被讲八卦霍霍,儿童飞溅在海中的笑声的耀眼眩光。我们坐在这个同桌,我们在这里的最后一次。我讲笑话。你笑了嘴里塞满你最喜欢的鱼。今天,让我想起了那一天的:清晰,蓝色,阳光明媚不可能。回到我的身边,你当我离开时低声说。我有,我用英语大声的说出来。你在哪?

心血来潮,我决定去海边。我到公交车站的时候正好浪下跌一个迅速接近总线。总线尖叫停止。我守住门,爬进过高的楼梯间。我为鱼肉的法案我的袋子和推过旋转门。由于票接受者是数出了我的变化,一个瘦小的孩子街道上跳。他降低自己检票口下的地面和幻灯片。十对多一点几名男子冲他身后。要小心,你告诉我一次,当你看到街上的孩子缠着我为我的饼干。我拒绝表现出恐惧。 Their rough voices and hungry eyes bounce all over the bus. I clasp my pouch in my fist and pretend not to notice them. They can’t steal what they can’t see. I have no pockets full of jingling change. No food for them to beg from my fingers. Besides they aren’t looking for prey today. They tumble into their seats talking in husky voices too adult for their frail frames. The last boy clutches a brown bag, waving it in the air before plunging his face into it. Glue sniffers, I think and a tiny feather of sadness flutters in my throat

公交车司机压在公共汽车后面的油门踏板和声音爆炸。塑料座椅是鼓;孩子们打打,节拍。一种带电的节奏出现,一个疯狂的桑巴融融。我悬垂我的双臂交叉在我前面的座椅靠背和在我的臂弯休息我的头。该冲击振动通过金属座椅框架,进入我的骨头,到我的血液,我的心。他们吟咏屏息繁荣热爱和向往的歌词。每个语音菌株是胜于其他。激情是这一刻每一刻我都在这弯曲的海滨城市度过。海洋阵阵进入视野。 The kids break into laughter before the song ends. I shut my eyes and the sea embraces me. Tightness seeps out of my body, a sensation of safety slips under my skin. The bus hurtles down the hill, whips around the bend, and jerks to a stop.

海滩今天已满。薄棕色姑娘们穿着五颜六色的比基尼。因此是胖女人。因此是每个人,穿着自己的皮肤就好像它是服装西装。我倚在俯瞰海滩和同伴在下面的人墙。我想你们当中,通过仰卧起坐的凶猛重复剥开,采取轮到你在双杠。喂,我身后一个声音叫一声。我转身,看到一个年轻人我不知道。你不是卡洛斯的女朋友吗?他问。 I am, I say. You’ve cut your hair. Yeah, I smile. A pause rests between us. I am embarrassed to ask. Have you seen him? He’s not at the beach today, he says, I don’t even know if he’s in town. Thanks, I say, and wave good-bye.

我往下走在沙滩上呢,坐在沙滩上。我遮阳我的眼睛,盯着大海林立的地平线。我想你步行到水。你摸你的手表面,使交叉的迹象在你的身体。然后你在跳,消失在海浪。我闭上双眼,跟着你到海洋。我垂下眼睑的背后,我看到你的覆盖面的水滴。我觉得海浪推着我对你的身体。我们的第一个吻的滋味海水侵入了我的喉咙。我记得你耳语,在我的比基尼泳裤揪着。 I was afraid someone would see us, but you taught me not to care who was looking.

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