presence/absence

Moving out of his room

A photograph

A shower

Walking

A yellow bike

Et ne m'entre où je suis qui seulement la montre

Toi te tournant vers moi tu ne saurais trouver

Au mur de mon regard que ton ombre rêvée

Je suis ce malheureux comparable aux miroirs Qui peuvent réfléchir mais ne peuvent pas voir

Comme eux mon œil est vide et comme eux habité

De l'absence de toi qui fait sa cécité

In vain your image comes to meet me

And does not enter me where I am who only shows it

Turning towards me you can find

On the wall of my gaze only your dreamt-of shadow.

I am that wretch comparable with mirrors

That can reflect but cannot see

Like them my eye is empty and like them inhabited

By your absence which makes them blind

I drank white wine and ate shrimp and a sweet potato it was so good

After the logs died we stared at the embers for a long time

Then we went inside and had some dessert and champagne

Roberto Bolaño’s bibliography

Loafers

Matches from bars and restaurants

Petty theft

Handmade pasta

Lipstick

Lifting weights

Italian neorealism

OUT

Microtrends

QR Codes to access a menu

“It’s giving / Crashing Out” etc

Overhead lighting

Aesthetic as an adjective

Google calendar

Cardio