Treasure Island

Horatiu Stamatin

(Romania)

(a woman…)


A woman came in my garden.
She took off her bra, cut her left bosom, and buried it in the shadow of a tree.
After a while I kept working with the fruit, and she had got another bosom grown.
Digging a tree root, I came across a rifle. I lifted it to the sky and fired.
I heard a sigh and a blue liquid started to dropp down as from a wound.

Submitted: Sunday, August 10, 2008

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