Friday, August 26, 2016

桑陌日记(一)

上周马克打破我强加的电邮沉默,告诉我他的母亲走了。他说他是想要尊重我,信守承诺,在我主动打破沉默前,不会自发找我。但这次毕竟太不同了。他说他知道当初她是很爱我的,我对她也是一样,如果人就这么活生生走了也不告诉我一声,似乎是更大的不尊重。

She had a Facebook album called Oldies. There she was young, holding Max in her arms. There they were walking down a street not unlike Champs Élysée, Max and Okat before her. Okat and Max were the same height then. She was looking half intentionally away from the camera in one. Her hair flowed but it did not nauseate me like most women's in my day. Today.

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