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wanitacarzhxy8 ([info]wanitacarzhxy8) wrote,
@ 2010-11-24 22:27:00

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"Yes," I said
"Come down to Mexico when you're ready
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"I'll think about itCon Dios, mi amigo; siempre con
Dios
I watched him walk away with his tote-bag slung
over one shoulderI had a sudden brilliant memory
of his voice the night Emery had attacked me in
Big Pink, of Wireman shouting cojudo de puta madre
just before driving the candlestick into prada logo the dead
thing's faceHe had been magnificentI willed
him to turn back one final time
Must have caught a thought, my mother would have
saidThat's what Nan Melda
would have said
He saw me still standing there and his face lit in
a grin"Do the day, Edgar!" he criedPeople
turned to look, startled
"And let the day do you!" I called back
He saluted me, laughing, then walked into birkin bag hermes the
jetwayAnd of course I did eventually come south
to his little town, but although he's always alive
for me in his sayings - I never think of them in
anything but the present tense - I never saw the
man himself againHe died of a heart attack two
1118
months later, in Tamazunchale's open-air market,
while dickering for fresh tomatoesI thought
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like that, don't we? We fool ourselves so much we
could do it for a living
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Back at the place on Aster Lane, my easel stood in
the living room, where the light was goodThe
canvas on it was covered with a piece of toweling
Beside it, on the table with my oil paints, were
several aerial photos of Duma Key, but I'd hardly
glanced at them; I saw Duma in my dreams, mulberry bag and
still do
I tossed the towel on the couchIn the foreground
of my painting - my last painting - stood Big Pink,
rendered so realistically I could almost hear the
shells grating beneath it with each incoming wave
Propped against one of the pilings, the perfect
surreal touch, were two red-headed dolls, sitting
side by sideOn the right
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