One Hundred Years of Solitude

mournful and articulate moan
that left a frozen echo inside
of him. From the moment he
entered, sideways and trying
not to make a noise, he
caught the smell. He was still
in the hallway, where the
womans three brothers had
their hammocks in positions
that he could not see and that
he could not determine in the
darkness as he felt his way
along the hall to push open
the bedroom door and get his