A maddening beauty she expanded with weird angles and before I could realize she’d thrown up on my road a truckload of shiny iron pipe-joints She was beautiful and huge and dangerous: a gigantic red mouth opening in the sky. And I stood, looking up a tree waiting to be enveloped by the balmy breath of spring and the human destiny of being changed by the seasons. What would you do if the girl you loved was the size of your imagination and the force of your will? What would you do if her presence was an ever-deceiving pattern of the Unreal, and passion for whom flashed through your being with the ferocious blindness of a lightning? What would you do if your girl was a philosophical puzzle devised to tease the limits of your thought? Which hurled the mind into a bottomless abyss and asked to scale it with reason, which dared the spirit to engulf a hall enclosed by the bare walls of skies. Author Ankur Betageri: Objet Petit-a For the complete story visit: English Writing in Mexico
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