Showing posts with label pedro paramo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pedro paramo. Show all posts

Nov 18, 2014

DIE, WHEN YOU WANT TO

“There was no air; only the dead, still night fired by the dog days of August. Not a breath. I had to suck in the same air I exhaled, cupping it in my hands before it escaped. I felt it, in and out, less each time…until it was so thin it slipped through my fingers forever. I mean, forever.”