Peace

[Ali Znaidi]

“I’m not ready to fight,” he said to her bullying apples. In fact they are two firm apples with each one having a very short plump pointed arrow.

“If your apples want to fight just find someone else!” he said. He lit a cigarette and swallowed his spit with difficulty. He remained still for a while like a timeproof column of a Roman coliseum.

“If your apples want to fight, just find someone else because I need only peace today,” he said in a firm voice, and suddenly disappeared like a ghost leaving behind him only swirls of smoke.