Polaroids (1)

Diana Casalins
Nov 18, 2017 · 1 min read

Huesos de cristal recubiertos por una gruesa capa de masmelo que desea ser consumido a la mayor velocidad. Una vocecita adentro les susurra que alguien tiene que parar. Le suben a la música, se dan la espalda, abandonan el lugar.

Glass bones covered by a thick marshmallow layer that’s meant to be quickly devoured. A little voice on the inside whispers one of them should stop. They turn up the music, turn their backs around, flee away

Diana Casalins

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Artista, lectora. Me atraen los objetos brillantes. Artist, reader. Attracted to shiny stuff.