Artists of the Week:

shadeley

   
     

Lizandre

   
 
   
   
 

Discoveries of the Week:

  

   

    


 
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DreamShe is just right here, in front of you.
You can’t believe it. She is smiling
And you begin to speak with her, have a good time with her,
You feel that she have a good time too.
The day is passing, you are burning from inside,
You want to tell her that you forgive her, that she doesn’t have to be sorry,
That it’s her you want to be with, that you never stopped to loved her,
That you will never stop to love her.
And that you sincerely want to make her happy, truly happy.
She looks at you, say nothing.
Her hand approach yours, and, she finally take it.
Your eyes catch hers, she doesn’t have to say anything, you understand.
You stand up right here, looking at her, feeling your heart being cured.
She is right here, her hand in yours, pressing it so softly.
You feel her love in it.
You waited this since so long…
A ringtone make you upset
She seem to move away
You still feel her hand, but her eyes become sad.
She move away
Slowly, your eyes open
Your hand is tr  to the woman who drowned herself in the bathtub.i.
to the woman who drowned herself in the bathtub:
in the magazine I own that published your story,
they blurred out the crime scene photographs,
erasing your face and
the full curves of your breasts.
some part of me wonders
if you would have wanted this,
or if you would have liked for 
the public to see you in your final moments,
half-soaked in grey-looking water,
your hair in strings, glued to the porcelain,
eyes closed and mouth gaping,
no breath stirring, no bubbles rising.
ii.
sometimes when I look
into the depths of my bathroom sink,
I hear your voice
(or what I imagine it to be--
after all, we never met).
you sit on the edge of the toilet seat,
and chat to me about the weather.
I would give anything to hear your real, living voice,
to ask you what you were thinking
as you lowered yourself
into the tub, queen of the tendrils of steam,
and let your lungs deflate like old birthday balloons.
iii.
on the news they say that your autopsy
revealed three quarters
of a bottle o