“On the fifth day, which was a Sunday, it rained very hard. I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.”
“I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.”
“Wrap me in the weathers of the earth, I will be hard and hard. My face will turn rain like the stones.”
“We're kissing in the rain.' Her voice was hard and soft at the same time. Like the velvet armchairs. Like the black rain inked on his hand.”
“Hard weather, says the old man. So let it be. Wrap me in the weathers of the earth, I will be hard and hard. My face will wash rain like the stones.”
“The hard thin body of my childhood was just beginning to miraculously soften like the cracked ground of wadi when rain falls.”