In the hallway of Tito and Maruja's apartment, it's always dark and cool -
Outside, we have to put on our sunglasses -
We swim out to the yellow buoy in the rocky cove -
We lie afterwards, pearled with seawater, upon the hot sand -
I think of the framed photographs in the hallway -
There's one of Tito, younger, before his exile, on a ranch in Venezuela -
You could read a book on that horse he told us -
You would ride so smoothly - like sitting upon a sofa -
12.00
Monday 17 October 2016
Palma
Majorca
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