Alexander Xavier Urpí
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I am a writer of novels and short stories and have been published in The Lit Quarterly, Page & Spine, and Wyldblood. The arts are my passion, whether synesthetic in the written word, aural in the beauty of music, or visual in photography.
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Carlos
My hand trembled, revolting against me, as I took the phone in my hand. My eyes first commanded my gaze towards the sackcloth bag I had kept under my bed for decades, then to the black pocket notebook on my night table. The book’s cover was worn and wearied, the scratches and ridges on its face like those on my own. I suppose seventy years is always long, but it had been a long seventy years since I had first taken pen to those pages. Yet the first page was still empty except for the nine digits that had already been there on the day the book entered my life. I never wrote on that first page, though all the other pages of the book overflowed with redacted memories, each painful or joyous moment asking the same question, just not in words: do I call now?
By Alexander Xavier Urpí5 years ago in Humans
