Al diablo se le cayeron los cuernos... o tal vez los ocultó

5.1.08

Amy Hempel

"I sleep with a glass of water on the nightstand so I can see by its level if the coastal earth is trembling or if the shaking is still me"

de su cuento "in the cemetery where Al Jolson is buried"
por M

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O.N. dijo...

"when i walk thru a zapalla, i feel the wet air running across my crotch, then i scream and throw up agains that maraca's face... and i smile and sleep on tyhe sheet"


extracto del cuento "eternal love of a zapalla" de Fabiola Zapalla

7.1.08

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