Death Valley and Manuela

a pattern in her steps … reveals her voice

Manuela arrives elated and then crushed

I am sweeping the floor when he says that he has to drive his amica to the city and “che te frega about the stairs it’s not your turn we’ll do it” as he looks up my thighs

the woman he brings into his home is blonde and carrying a bag of potatoes and after 10 – 15 minutes they leave the empty apartment together.

I should not hear beyond the surface

but the vibrations are getting to me

and he comes and mostly goes while Manuela seems to be in mourning wearing sunglasses when it is not  sunny at all

Besides she stays at home abandoning her students calling her mother to come.

“I can’t stand being alone” she says, evidently it is this horrible place we live in called Death Valley where there is nothing but contadino around.

I can smile and laugh but I won’t touch her ferite unless she shows them to me.

~ by susaneb on October 3, 2008.