Declaration

Undefined faces, lighted by the reflection of the big

mirror.

The doorbell was heard. No one moved. The sound,

through the window, went out in the night, met

the person who had rung the bell. Then, he, serene

as if he had completed his mission, walked to

the entrance where he stood,

cut a flower, put it in his bosom. “Lucky, he said, lucky

that they didn’t open”. And truly, no one had looked

for him nor anyone had sent him there, neither had he declared

anything; only

that deep ringing for each of them separately and for him

as well.

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