Sugar's in Danger

There was once a ship named Sugar. Its crew was searching for a sandy beach where they could stay until the tide came in, just so they could restock the ship.

As the sun was setting they sighted the perfect spot. ‘Land Ho!’ called the sailor in the crow’s nest. They set up camp on the most remote part of the island in order to avoid danger for as long as possible. However, after being there for a while they realised there was none, so they set up permanent camp to regain their strength after the long and gruelling journey they had endured.

Rebecca was five and she always forgot to brush her teeth. Her parents weren’t usually around to tell her to do it and it wasn’t that she was a dirty young girl, she just forgot to do it.

One night she began to feel one of her teeth ache, but didn’t tell anyone so as not to worry her parents, especially as when she inspected her teeth she couldn’t see anything odd. Even so, that night she again forgot to brush her teeth.

Meanwhile, the crew had found some precious minerals in the island’s sand, so they had begun digging, when all of a sudden the area under their ship caved in, leaving it deep in the island’s interior.

The next morning Becca awoke with a searing pain in one of her teeth, and with tears in her eyes ran to the toilet to look at them in the mirror and, this time, she could see a little black spot on one of her back molars, and seizing the opportunity, decided to wake her mother, who was still home. On waking, she was startled at her daughter’s face covered in tears and felt, at the same time, guilty for not paying as much attention to her as she knew she should. She jumped up and scheduled a dentist’s appointment for that afternoon.

When there, Rebecca was told she had a cavity, so the dentist began drilling and removed what seemed to be a small object, which to him looked like a small ship. Puzzled, he presented it to the young girl, as a token for her bravery.

The crew after having descended into the pit to try and get their ship back on the water, began thinking that setting up camp had been a bad idea. Some of the men were trying to climb back up after having reached the conclusion that the ship was permanently stuck, when all of a sudden it was lifted away, as if by magic, and the space above them was promptly covered up, immersing them in darkness. The crew was doomed to never see daylight again.

A chocolate friend

I have a friend who is a witch. Her face is of white chocolate and her cape and hat of dark, mixing the sinfully low in nutritional value and the densely full of flavonoids and antioxidants.

I decided to go out for a walk with Minerva, as I decided to call her, in the palm of my hand, switching her from one to the other when they started to get sweaty, enjoying the moment to lick up her remains, as if cleaning up the mess she had created with her potions.

After hours in the sun, however, there was nothing left of her except a small dark circle on my left palm, as if she had finally perfected her disappearing spell and left only a small puddle where she had once been.

 When I got home I had a look in my chocolate box to decide who I’d be taking out the next day, and decided on a milky brown prince, thinking that maybe he would be a gentleman and wouldn’t leave me by the end of the day.

Mistaken

I smiled at you because I thought that you
Were someone else; you smiled back; and there grew
Between two strangers in a library
Something that seems like love; but you loved me
(If that's the word) because you thought that I
Was other than I was. And by and by
We found we'd been mistaken all the while
From that first glance, that first mistaken smile.

Vikram Seth

Death Wish

Can birds have a suicidal objective in life?

They swoop down into the streets,

low among the passing cars,

like torpedoes with a goal;

They twirl around in the air,

weaving feverishly between the cars,

only to vanish like greased lightning.

A death wish would explain why

looking back

I can no longer see them,

only dark marks on the tarmac.

La Reconnaissance Infinie - René Magritte

Imprint

It rises slowly, deep in the distance,

advancing at a steady pace.

I watch it unwaveringly:

A solid wall

moving towards me.

Only me.

White foam materializes

as it grows vigorously,

as if it’s seen my dangerous eyes cast upon it.

It slowly bows and begins to crumble,

only to swell to new heights.

I’ve met my match,

and been defeated,

so I move away from the shore.

My feet, deeply imprinted in the wet sand,

are swiftly drowned by the arrival of the wave.

O Carro

Perto da hora de almoço, num dia de muito calor, uma mulher passeia lentamente para casa. Deixa a mente passear sem a atar a uma trela, deixando-a correr livremente à sua frente. Quando passa por um carro, no canto do olho vê uma cadeira de bebé com o bebé ainda lá. Não parou logo e deu mais alguns passos em frente até apanhar a sua mente. Para. Dá uns passos atrás e olha para dentro do carro. Era sem dúvida alguma um bebé lá dentro. Com este calor devia estar a assar! A senhora olha à sua volta mas não vê ninguém. Sente uma profunda indignação em relação aos pais da criança e começa a gritar socorro para alguém tirar a pobre criança de dentro do carro. Ninguém aparece.

Momentos depois, um casal caminha em direcção ao carro. Param perto da porta e perguntam para que é que estava a gritar tanto e qual é que era a emergência. Eram os donos do carro. Parecia impossível. Não percebem o que se passa.

Depois de ouvirem as blasfémias da senhora tinham um sorriso na cara.

—Minha senhora, isso é apenas um boneco. A nossa filha está aqui no carrinho. 

A senhora tirou os óculos da carteira e verificou que, de facto, estava enganada e ainda bem. Pediu desculpa e continuou no seu caminho a rir-se da sua estupidez.