He lit a cigarette, exhaled the dense smoke and wept a few tears. He never knew if the tears were caused by rage or by the cigarette smoke since, the wind blowing it in his face, fell directly in his eyes.
He stared at a dog with a unique fixation.
The dog played with a dove that, it seems, was too stupid to fly away even upon being aware of the risk of being near the dog’s legs.
The man finished his filthy cancer stick and tossed it towards the dove in hopes it would fly away. Without knowing the full extent of his actions he walked towards the park’s flower shop. He bought a small bouquet and annexed a card that simply read:
“I’m sorry”.
J-Lopez (Dario Mariategui)
San Diego
05.14.2010
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