Return
In reality I knew that suddenly something unforeseen would had
cancelled everything and when I heard them talking I felt as if I hadn’t
grown at all so indifferent they were (and I had to protect that and
there wasn’t any safe place anywhere) and as I walked into the street
I, as desolate as ever, stretched my arm to no one because who knows
whether someone would be there waiting; then the doorbell rang “why
you returned?” I asked him; he was an old childhood friend “I still
have something to finish” he said and all night long I heard him
sobbing in the next room because he had died very young and
he had returned to cry so his purpose on earth could be fulfilled.
Manolis Aligizakis 