15.Aug.2012 2012年8月14日。

2012年8月14日。星期二。不知晴雨。

不知晴雨。全天都在會議室。老是想偷偷讀小說,譬如最近在追讀的 Ali Smith。喜歡她久不久不理文法,但無減文字的美麗韻律,偶而在巴士上,想讀出聲。

又或,這種柔和。

“The phrase reminded her of something Denny at the Evening News, with whom she’d worked on neighbourhood liaison pieces and with whom she’d had a short liaison herself, had told her some time ago, on their second and last lunchtime. He was a sweet man, Denny. He’d stood in front of her in her kitchen, their first time, and presented his penis to her very sweetly, rueful and hopeful both, a little apologetic about his erection and at the same time proud of it; she liked this. She liked him. But two lunchtimes was all it was, and they both knew it.”

我總喜歡類似的、寫字的人。就是,能唸著唸著的。

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