Four seasons succeed one another, compressing the aroma of an entire life: a huge piano, no longer in use, one hundred and twenty eight pairs of shoes hidden in a room. In front of the window, crimson flowers grow day by day, as if in an abnormal way. Three voices unravel a story: a man, a woman and a narrator – or is it the man who rewrites facts? The past and the present come to light through parallel monologues and silence. Pauses. Dashes. Lives fixed on a detail

Metaixmio, 2004, 144 p.