Coelhos, by Renata Régis Florisbelo

Behind the house, before the bamboo, he built the bunny. During his spare hours, he also wrote poems and painted, or rather, watercolours. Also other techniques, such as color pencils and chalk. The sensation of the fluid brushstrokes was what permeated my mind. There was a corridor of access to the individual niches for the rabbits in nice gates in grids with large holes through which it was possible to feed them with immense leaves of some vegetable and, obviously, with carrots that they especially appreciated.

At the end of some time they appeared beautiful bags in rabbit leather, after the family lunch with their meat. Children who were still devoid of the mortal synchronicity of the adult world, we did not even realize that the empty niche was the newly produced purse. The big eyes of rabbits, beside the faces eternally in chewing inquired about life, cycles and perpetuation.

Author: Renata Regis Florisbelo

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Rodas, by Renata Régis Florisbelo