sábado, 17 de septiembre de 2016

Eveline

Eveline sat at the window for her to
View the evening invade the avenue
Every evening they used to play in a field that was in there... then
Little brown houses were built by a man from belfast
In that field all the kids used to play together
Now, she was going to go away like the others
Escape was an option, run away. What they will say about she? she saw how the others leave and died. Now, it was her turn.

if you want to read Eveline by James Joyce, you can find it by clicking here

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