Everything Evaporate - Felicia Atkinson

I hear a voice that says

Touch the water

Swallow the wind

Dive deep in the horizon

Embrace the colors

Of the thousand sunsets

And the millions

Drops of rain

He went by the window

Put his hand by the glass

His eyes closed

And he said

Martha

Open the curtains

Tell me about the air

The girls playing tennis

The chilly wind in their neck

The shadow of things they don’t speak about

Can I get a cup of coffee please?

It’s crispy and

Prickly and

Strangely

Strangely smooth

You bite your tongue

You bend over

You touch the ground with your hand

And if the night

Is falling in your armpits

And if the night is taking your place

You cut it into

You give it to me

And I give it to them

It’s a walk in the desert

The day is not completely there yet

I feel the flow

Of my blood

The missing parts of

The dead

The coming screams

Of the unborn

The butterflies

And the grains of sand

There is no reason to talk

Neither to stay silent

Just a strange desire

And a thirst of water

I hear you

I give it to you

You hear me

You give it to them

All around the lake

Dancing in slow motion

Diving in the shade

Offering our breath

To the ever infinite sky

And if life is long

Or short

Everything evaporates

At once