Julia little understood of the words Frank said. She caressed the sounds the words made when Frank spoke, but he spoke too fast and not about things she could see or touch, but about invisible things she could hardly represent. She lingered in the sound of those words for weeks, for months, she heard Gaia repeating them until a canal was dug in her bleeding brain and the words “become your dream” meant kindness and friendship and drawing each day until her hand ached and she could sit no more. She would then draw standing, on the edge of the Bridge of Kisses, where a stone pillar was right where she needed to lay her notebook, a few minutes from Gaia’s and Kristen’s home.


About Marco

My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: