guidance from the magical unicorns - KATE CAMP / تعويذة - كيت كامب

guidance from the magical unicorns - KATE CAMP / تعويذة - كيت كامب ترجمة وصوت أحمد قطليش Receive pure love and guidance from the magical unicorns! Something about this world makes me idiotic – its buses driving past the way it is built up, not just forwards. I know I have become a fool because people no longer understand me.¬ What was that? they say, and, Sorry? I buy clothes, because I look like a sailor. I buy books, because I am alone in airports. I buy a blanket, because I miss my childhood, my mother, colour, a weight on top of me, I want things to be heavy not light, so light I wear a mask to bed, must I disguise myself even in sleep? Must I wake costumed as the Lone fucking Ranger? The blanket is made from unraveled jerseys. I heft its weight from the carousel take it home, or at least, to the place where I live. In the morning, woken by rain and storm I think of a small friend of mine, a mile from here, is he warm enough?