———————————Indigo lightened up your eyes that afternoon. An ocean of swells and mollusks invaded that day . Tapestries of orange colors and a hint of ivory coated up above as if the sky had a belly ache. Men with oyster traps and pearls stringing down their backs cackled away to each other, sounding of birds ready to nest or some kind of jackal scolding her young. The moon’s tears lay underneath us, sparkling and soft like silkworms had consoled her. Your afraid of the water. And shiver as each face, or limb escape its trenches. The sun decides to come out for a bit, you hide underneath your paper boat.

And the day is reviled, for just a moment.——————————————————