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Cockroaches Fly

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What worries me is that cockroaches fly, when I think about it, everything else, all other issues leave me. Accidentally, a few days ago one of these came to land on top of my steak, ruining my dinner, “steak with cockroach”, it wouldn’t be like that if it didn’t fly, but cockroaches fly.

One day after the event, I walked to the subway, halfway through I realized that many looks were falling on me, I remembered that I had forgotten to put on the mask, we are in the middle of a pandemic, I was going to try to get on a train full of people while cockroaches fly. I ran home, took the blessed mask and ordered a taxi through the app. Inside the car, I put my headphones on to listen to the morning news, more of the same, thirty thousand deaths by Covid-19, some others in a shootout that took place in the favela, its minister releasing billionaire credit to private banks and the aid of six hundred reais until the month of August. And to think that all this could have come from a bat soup, Chinese cuisine is really strange, in some places they even serve cockroaches, even if they come on skewers on the other side of the world, cockroaches fly.

As soon as I arrived at the cafeteria where I work, I met Rafaela, a girl who works at the same time, I told her about what happened, the “cockroach accident”, she told me that she had seen somewhere, that if the great nations entered at war, in the face of a nuclear war, the only living thing that would resist would be the cockroach, the same one that is spit in some places in China, that was killed many times by my mother’s broom, resistant to atomic bombs and flies, cockroaches fly .

At the end of that day’s work, now wearing a mask, I took a crowded bus to go home, as I always do I put my headphones on to listen to the afternoon news, more to meditate than to anything else, again we broke a record of deaths by Covid-19, the president told the reporter to shut up, the OMS, chloroquine, packed beds just like buses, right in the middle of the news a friend sent me a video through the conversation app, I stopped the news and went to watch the video . They filmed a rat coming out of a toilet bowl, “what a fuck?”, rats dive.

And all of us living among flying cockroaches and diving rats.


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Smoke, everywhere. But no fire to be seen, well, except the one raging in the eyes of my possessed friends. They were edging closer and closer with their white rolled weapons in between their trembling fingers.

They’ve gone too far this time, and it was my responsibility to take the role of their long gone reason, no matter the consequences. My future actions might hurt them’ they might feel betrayed, but the time will come for them to forgive me and thank my sacrifice of the bonds we built between us.


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