domingo, 27 de novembro de 2011

Baby Boy ( or My short romance with Denmark)


"A lot of people wonder what is the Blues. [...] But I'ma tell ya what the Blues is. When you ain't got no money, you got the Blues." - WOLF, Howlin'.

Pretty bird is the most beautiful name I've been called so far. I felt like one.

I was supposed to write a sore short tale here about the girl who meets the guy, falls in love and feels broken hearted for the shittiest reason. I won't though.

He introduced me to Leadbelly, Robert Johnson and Howlin' Wolf. His talent was worth hearing and I certanly learnt how not to be the smartest one in the relationship. Odinism still exists and crazy vikings do drink 40% beer.

His smile, oh, contagious! And his sarcasm... outrageous. Half sexist, half open-minded. His biggest dream is to have a child, he says. You could see the school bullying scars quite deep on him at times. Not often.

He was a sweet love rather than a cheap shag.

I'm glad I met him and that concludes my (non) self-pity tale.

Pretty bird is the most beautiful name I've been called. I do feel like one.

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