MEMORY FOAM by Luise Mörke
I stole the bunny on one of the rare, truly atmosphere while the horizon remains hot summer days, sometime in early foreshortened. Can you really be free as August, when the air weighs heavy with an unbound sailor, chewing tobacco and dust and heat and languor. Every now and breaking into drunken song in every then the tooting horn of a container ship harbor, if the next country is visible on a could be heard in the distance, perhaps a clear day? People here like to pretend, sign of impatience on behalf of the crew paying primes on yacht club to evade the narrow canal and pass memberships and naming sailing boats through the locks into the inland sea. The for their first-born’s favorite cartoon ships rivaled the size of large housing character. They spend their summers blocks and pushed their way through the cruising between port cities, more or less flat landscape at the lagging speed of an the same each year, running into the overfed, sedated body. When the familiar faces of those who are equally waterway occupied a blind spot, which hooked on the idea of themselves as men was the case from certain positions in the of the sea. I imagine awkward exchanges nearby fields, it looked as if a colossus of in the Portapotti line or convivial stacked containers was gliding on land, reunions over grilled sausages and beers majestic and destructive, leaving ravaged and think that I would rather stay home brick houses and slashed-up acres of forever than delude myself into thinking rapeseed in its wake. that this kind of travel takes you anywhere at all. I still wonder whether these ships can make it through oceanic turmoil, waves Stay home I did that summer, hardly keen and storms that far exceed the faintly on joining the parents on their two-week temperamental weather that marks the vacation and too broke to pay my way passage of time here. The inland sea is a into an allegedly “fun trip to Barcelona” place of confused identity, where salty air that two girls from one of last semester’s and screaming seagulls create a maritime seminars had organized. And so I spent
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