Llegar a la Puerta Azul (michelle, mujerpalabra.net) – versión agosto 2010 – relato escrito en la primavera del 2010 – esta versión es la última, de fines de agosto, y ocupa 8 páginas.
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She’s trying not to cry in a toilet
He’s trying not to cry in a cab
She leaves the bar
The cab stops
He steps off
She steps in
That was thirty years ago
She walks into a bookshop
He’s sitting outside on a bench,
reading the paper
She leaves the bookshop
It’s cold and sunny
That was three years ago
She walks into a room
He’s sitting in the room
They both look up
The rest is blurred
The only lines clearly traced in space
are his are hers
Not too late
(But I did miss you)
