The Grove had a palpable tension around it. 25 minutes to go and we were deadlocked. Then it happened. You came to the bench and put on the red and whites. It had been 5 years since you had worn the cannon next to your heart, 2000 days since we had chanted your name to … Continue reading MERCI THIERRY
*tick tock tick tock tick tock* There was pin drop silence as time rode away on the second hand of a wall clock. It overlooked two perpendicularly placed sofas, with a square table in the centre. On one of those was seated a young boy in a red t-shirt and black track pants. On the … Continue reading CLAY OR PETALS
Your life isn’t over, but has it really started? The flowers lay in a vase, by the bedside. Above it, was a window, throwing streaks of sunlight through the half closed curtains. The air conditioning ducts blowing the freshest, cleanest air into the room, and the floor, spotless and shinier than it ever had been. … Continue reading SEMICOLON
Along with the simultaneous cheering of the entire stadium, following every name, the speakers blurted: “No.1 Danilo” “No.60 Caramelo” “No.27 Thiego” “No.4 Neto” “No.6 Dener” “No.11 Ananias” “No.8 Gil” “No.5 Josimar” “No.88 Santana” “No.94 Tiago Vieira” “No.33 Kempes” 11 men stood across the field. Some with a hand on the shoulder of the one … Continue reading LOOK AT THE STARS….