I could do this
I should say that
I would like to go here
or live like that
*posted in December 2020, edited in December 2021
conditional*
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fait accompli
we would be extremely cautious, in the face of fait accompli, let’s be honest and say nothing grave or true. Clenching our teeth would be totally fine.
shaking hand
there is the trembling hand reassuring that everything is fine, but I saw what was in them, your eyes, I mean
up there
we would go up there, as we used to do, and our homework as well, we did, full of joy, pressing very hard on the pencil lead: letters like angels telling stories (I never knew how to draw anything else).
the Café vandal
You vandalize the thoughts of next table’s patrons, pretending to play on your phone, a bit ashamed to steal the lives of others (but not for very long).