Andre Asiman. Give me your name (№ 396922)

I wanted to be like soldiers in the movies that are out of ammo, throw the weapon, as if it will never be useful; or as fugitives in the desert, who do not save precious water, and give way to his desire, and in one gulp drained the flask, throw it away. But instead, I collected and stacked in the memory of sawdust memories, so that in the days of cold and longing to rekindle them and bring the heat.