描述
And during that long conversation, my insides were still inert. I found it boring. I was expecting a storm, something to make me roll. So I went in to see what was going on.
I saw my brain fly in search of pollen; my heart hid like a wild animal. I stayed a long time, hanging out, waiting for an impulse, a butterfly. Nothing. I was bored, I was silent.
This artwork belongs to the collection "7 stories", by Alejandra Her