Death Walked around in Casablanca
I saw Death.
She was walking around the market of Casablanca. She was walking slowly. Shopping. For what? Maybe it was a reason to mix with people and choose some. Or maybe she was just resting. She bought cardamom, ginger and mint. She was smiling. She was giving herself away since light and sun irritated her. She did not stand this walk for long and slowly left. She left tired. She looked at a child. Hopefully she did not need the child. Hopefully the child was just on her way and that is why she looked in that direction. On the street,she was just like us. She looked around for cars. Was this a joke or a well-performed role? If the car hit her would something really happen? I doubt it. But she looked around, wise Death. I got scared that if she saw me, she would get angry. Poor me if she gets angry with me.She walked away and hid in an alley.
I hope I will not meet her soon.
Владимир Карамазов, Bulgaria, Sofia
