Jenny

she was all porcelain,
expensive flowers
and a young fragrance made
from illegal casino money.
she was all juicy strawberries
between the legs
Korean heart-shaped cakes
cappuccinos worthy of Instagram posts.
almond eyes during Easter time
the one in which you want to eat the body and drink the blood.
had a noble height
and a free hair.
had tears of pearls
wishes in the form of diamonds.
he wanted someone real,
She wanted a Portuguese prince.
with a bearded intellect.
he wanted to read Lu Xun,
she wanted to have clams by the seaside.
he returned to his village in northern Portugal,
she committed the most elegant suicide,
leaving the Chanel earrings on the hanging corpse
at the dining room.

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  1. UnknownOctober 28, 2018 at 6:57 AM

    i wonder how the ending is in Portuguese, word order

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    1. Sara F. CostaNovember 23, 2018 at 6:26 AM

      Hello, here is the Portuguese version. Thank you for commenting.

      Jenny
      ela era toda porcelana de terra,
      flores predominantes no odor jovem
      juventude fabricada
      no dinheiro ilegal dos casinos.
      era toda ela morangos suculentos
      entre as pernas
      bolos coreanos em forma de coração
      cappuccinos dignos de instagram.
      olhos de amêndoa em época de Páscoa
      como quem quer comer o corpo e o sangue.
      tinha uma altura nobre
      e um cabelo livre.
      tinha lágrimas de pérolas
      desejos em forma de diamantes.
      ele queria alguém real,
      ela queria um príncipe português
      com um intelecto barbudo.
      ele queria ler Lu Xun,
      ela queria jantar de amêijoas à beira mar.
      ele voltou para a terra,
      ela cometeu o mais elegante suicídio,
      deixando os brincos Chanel no cadáver pendurado
      na sala de jantar.

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