The Corporeal ...

Sérgio Medeiros

– Yes. Something corporeal – the young man said to himself.

– The trees were close by. I touched or almost touched its dry texture. Rugged. The branches moved over me. 


Saying this he left the woods. A sparse forest. Near Brasília.


The young man is a ranger or a vagabond. Or above all someone that – initially – wished to protest against an injustice going on under a merciless sun. 


English translation by Raymont L. Bianchi

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