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Feb 11, 2021 01:12 PM Feb 11, 2021 01:12 PM
His house was exposed to dust from the street. His garden, blooming with red carnations, was open to dogs and strange insects, open to cat claws. The red carnations, when they bloomed for two days, were a feast to the dogs and strange insects, a feast to cats and their claws. Dust from the street invading the tender petals. Salt on the flowers, salt on hair, salt on a moon turning in its clothes. *** One day he remembered how his grandfather built the family house. __________________ Translated by Khaled Mattawa
الكاتب: سعدي يوسف
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