WE ONLY SELL HIGH QUALITY REPRINTED BOOKS, at AFFORDABLE PRICE
Ingin dalam bentuk ebook? Order disini>>
Kwalitas Reprint Book Bukan Buku Original (Kwalitas hampir setara)
Diprint dengan mesin terbaik, Mengunakan Lem Panas Press laminasi sehingga cover lebih lengket
#Ukuran B5 (Standart Buku Original)
#Kertas Bookpaper/HVS Lebih baik untuk mata, tidak menyebabkan mata cepat lelah,
#Mengunakan Kwalitas kertas terbaik
#Kwalitas tinta tajam dan bagus (mirip Original)
#Cover dengan Softcover, jika anda membutuhkan hardcover silahkan request
#Packing sudah include Bubble Wrap dan EXTRA SAFETY untuk Hard Cover, 100% AMAN
Ingin Buku Original yang tersedia cek disini>>
In October 1973
Mercy by Andrea Dworkin.epub
Literature & Fiction
Mercy by Andrea Dworkin
Author:Andrea Dworkin , Date: July 12, 2019
There’s a basketball court next to where I live, not a court exactly, a hoop high up, and broken cement, rocks, broken glass; there’s boys that play, the game ain’t ballet like on television, it’s malice, they smash the ball like they’re smashing heads and you don’t want to distract them, you want their eyes on the ball, always on the ball, you want them playing ball; so you get small and quiet walking by, you don’t let nothing rattle or shake, you just blend, into the sidewalk, into the air, get gray like the fence, it’s wire, shaky, partly walling the place in, you walk quiet and soft and hope your heart don’t beat too loud; and there’s a parking lot for cops right next to the basketball, not the official vehicles but the cars they come to work in, the banged up Chevys and Fords they drive in from the suburbs because most of them don’t live here no more but still, even though they got more money than they make you don’t see nothing smart and sleek, there’s just this old metal, bulky, heavy, discolored. The young cops are tight and you don’t want to see them spring loose, their muscles are all screwed together real tight and their lips are tight, sewed tight, and they stand straight and tight and they look ahead, not around, their pupils are tight in the dead center of their eyes staring straight ahead; and the older ones wear cheap sports jackets too big for them, gray, brown, sort of plaid, nearly tweed, wrinkled, and their shoulders sag, and they are morose men, and their cars can barely hold them, their legs fall out loose and disorganized and then they move their bodies around to be in the same direction as the legs that fell down, they move the trunks of their bodies from behind the steering wheels against gravity and disregarding common sense and the air moves out of the way, sluggish and slow, displaced by their hanging bellies, and they are tired men, and they see everything, they have eyes that circle the globe, insect eyes and third eyes, they see in front and behind and on each side, their eyes spin without moving, and they see you no matter how blank and quiet you are, they see you sneaking by, and they wonder why you are sneaking and what you have to hide, they note that you are trash, they have the view that anything female on this street is a piece of gash, an open wound inviting you in for a few pennies, and that you especially who are walking by them now have committed innumerable evils for which you must pay and you want to argue except for the fact that they are not far from wrong, it is not an argument you can win, and that makes you angrier against them and fearful, and you try to disappear but they see you,
Mercy by Andrea Dworkin.epub
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link
to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers
to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we’ll remove relevant
links or contents immediately.
There are no reviews yet.
Your email address will not be published.
Simpan nama, email, dan situs web saya pada peramban ini untuk komentar saya berikutnya.
Hit enter to search or ESC to close