Broken Sparks
2 hrs. 7 min.
Language
Russian
Author
Nastasya Karpinskaya
Author
Nastasya Karpinskaya
Narrator
Agma
Narrator
Agma
Description
A man: “Did you love him?”
A man: “Which one?”
A man: “O-oh.”
A man: “Got it. Will it be very wrong on my part to ask you to tell me in more detail?”
“Two brothers. I loved both. The result: one is in the ground, the second hates me, and I can’t breathe between heaven and earth from guilt. I want to die,” I send—and only when my eyes run over the sent phrase do I realize it’s too open, too candid. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t even understand how I poured everything out to my invisible interlocutor.
I added to the wine glass and drank half at once, trying to get rid of the bitterness that appeared. And laughing at myself.
Anyway, I managed to fit it all into one sentence.
What does life turn into when the past hurts, leaving no chance for the future—when all that’s left is “today”? She was looking for sincerity; he was looking for someone to talk to. No one hoped to find love—yet life makes its own adjustments.
A man: “Which one?”
A man: “O-oh.”
A man: “Got it. Will it be very wrong on my part to ask you to tell me in more detail?”
“Two brothers. I loved both. The result: one is in the ground, the second hates me, and I can’t breathe between heaven and earth from guilt. I want to die,” I send—and only when my eyes run over the sent phrase do I realize it’s too open, too candid. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t even understand how I poured everything out to my invisible interlocutor.
I added to the wine glass and drank half at once, trying to get rid of the bitterness that appeared. And laughing at myself.
Anyway, I managed to fit it all into one sentence.
What does life turn into when the past hurts, leaving no chance for the future—when all that’s left is “today”? She was looking for sincerity; he was looking for someone to talk to. No one hoped to find love—yet life makes its own adjustments.
