Filme Kentmere 400;
Câmera Nikon F401S;
Cuiabá, MT, Brasil.
Foto analógica por Paulisson Miura, 2018.
Every act of malice or unkind word she witnessed - she liquefied and bottled it - let it sit on the sill to soak in the rays of the sun for days, marinating in its celestial probity before mixing it into the maté she served to the culprits. It cleansed their minds, stitched their wounded souls - changed their perspective - and they had no idea how or when any of it happened. She lived to 158 and didn't look a day past 30. When she died it wasn't due to some malady or a tragic accident. She'd just had enough, waking one morning and smiling at the sun and saying "I've done enough of your bidding for a lifetime - two lifetimes, in fact. Find yourself another lackey" and she vanished into the light, her pajamas drifting to the floor like a feather parachuting down to a snowbank on Christmas night - A.Flo