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( Column # 3 published in 2008 in the late portal Ekovoces News )

The Micro has as many laps that you do not know where you are. Just trust that between the chaos of broken tracks, roads and trails closed with bars adorned with more than police together have you seen in your life you can get at least about the whereabouts in which you descend. You complain quietly believing that nobody listens to you, but the conductor looks at you and raises an eyebrow. Miss, we too have made a mess, he says. You will turn around the eyes, then close them. A to grind, some yelling, and the feeling of weightlessness you indicate that you will go down in a place not think that day arrive.

The micro (bus) that I travel to get home has many turns in recent days that I do not know if the path that is what makes me closer to the street where I live. The first to appear were a few panels from the municipality that would be undertaken works "to improve our city." Signed the notice, the mayor of Lima and those magical letters justifying the reason for the execution of work: APEC 2008 - Rehabilitation of Avenue X. Orange tights then emerged that blocked the way to finally see pieces of pavement and heavy equipment with every movement seemed to repeat the earthquake last August. We'll fix the city because the APEC summit will be held in Lima this year, seems to shout all the work being done - at a time - in the city and further hinder the already congested traffic in Lima.

To further complicate the situation, because of the V Latin America, Caribbean and European Union also held in Lima, have been closed with gates, police, guard and even armored assault some of the main arteries through which mobilized routes connecting important points city. The visit of the leaders of most countries around the world has been put on high alert to law enforcement. Yesterday was returning by bus from downtown Lima and saw mounted police walking along the Avenida Arequipa. I took out my cellphone and took a picture. I was funny to see the horses confused between the traffic and some school as surprised as I tried to approach and pet her head adorned with pompoms horse of ripening fruit. Much caution, how afraid, I thought.

This digression reminded me that Melissa Patiño, a young poet accused of terrorism and jailed for two months without trial, had been released the previous day. One of the accusations (without proof, I repeat) that weighed against him was that he was planning attacks on the summits. The microphone fell into a pothole, I raised the volume of music. Complemented a dangerous curve between drivers with a little run to win the next passenger transported me to another news of recent days: the revolt of students and the San Marcos police intervention at the university. More than fifteen Students prisoners, two seriously injured, a vehicle fire and destruction, all for protesting against the construction of a bypass (which has closed the avenue Venezuela roughly from September), which invades part of the land occupied by the National University San Marcos, dean of America, public, secular, according to official reports, not students crowded but troublemakers.

Detour. It seemed that after a few blocks from the bus route back to normal. I lowered the volume, I thought I should write the column. I had so many turns of the topics that I can only think to write about that, turns, bends, loose news, stories fragmented braking. Again a closed street away from the route. I frowned. I got off. I preferred to walk, run and students of the video taken at the time of the protest San Marcos. Run, dammit, run, the Tombos are entering college. The Tombos can not enter ... Run, I said. Those words and the sound of the shoes by friction against the floor reverberated in my head. It seems that prevention is at its maximum height, a dangerous point where fair pay for sinners and that no one is sure the way back home.

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"Will bore me
folly folly of today
fool is folly to assume the enemy
the folly of living without price "

" The fool "- Silvio Rodríguez

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I realized that something had changed since that day you walked barefoot from the front door to the chair and felt the soles of my feet rough. I sat down, and lift, I noticed they were gray. You've never stopped to accumulate even the thin film of dust on my furniture, my ornaments and less on my parquet floor. Then I felt a chill. Security had decided to ignore those patriarchal impositions forced you to learn and follow in exchange for a meal and a warm bed, cleaning, cooking, shopping, doing laundry, do not touch my books, do not turn on the TV unless out for view programs that you did not think too much, ask permission to leave, talk, think, be quiet when I speak, shut up if you do not talk, go out together, get to the exact time, kneel down like a bitch and spread her legs every time I wanted. So I wanted because I had nobody and your need was greater than your pride, right? It was ever thus, no doubt.

The day that I found, had a picture of her when she was young. Ella. They say I look like her, I inherited his eyes. And his eyes looked at me from that photograph that I served as a reference. Had to be among those faces blackened, those bodies starving, those dirty feet. Then I saw you, you smoked in despair. Pasta , sure. Sure you were hungry. When he saw me park the car next to you, you smiled with that same pained expression she had on that photo then crumpled in my hands. Also had sunken cheeks and those long legs and light poles that made me remember all the times she went to work dressed in miniskirts and heels and carrying a suitcase. I laughed out loud because I knew he would not return for several days. That was it, did not accept treatment for a night. least five days, my love, and I'm in two hours anywhere. How happy was I at that moment, as happy as when I got the car, took you by the wrist and I promised you all that I promise to come with me. And in that restaurant I took you, atragantándote with fried rice, you agreed not to return to the alley that smelled of shit and to get what you never had, but not for me to do with you what I could do with it. Why did I do wrong?, Wondering every time you ended up bleeding, or so tired that you could not even open my eyes. Because she did it to me and worse, worse ... better orphan, orphan better, better orphan, repeated like a mantra and then gave you a slap in the mouth to shut up and laugh out loud when your lips were stained red. How stupid you were, how stupid.

But I know you've changed, I know that some frames and I admire you because I long ago did the same. Why me? Revenge was not against me, asked when I told you. She took off when he realized that something had changed in me, it was with the suitcase, with the heels, with the miniskirt, five days, five just five days and everything would end or begin, but no, no. How stupid you are, how stupid , I said and closed the door smiling and you shut up and fulfill your role, bitch, do not ask me again about it! That day I looked for the first time with hate and probably wake up from lethargy. Now I'm afraid because I know I'll pay for every hit, per brand, per violation, per dish washing, for every button you've sewn for each night you spent awake for fear of a dawn dead. Best orphan, and I say smile. Then I go, I hope, lovely, I hope as much as you want and how you admire. I hope you smoke and dirty feet, as I found you.

© Jennifer Thorndike

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Erotica and stream of consciousness in "Dust" by Jennifer Thorndike

Read the story here.

Let me sing to you like when you were mine,
wild sister, and when we climbed
the star that went to sleep from our eyes solitudes
distilled love.

Julia de Burgos

I dreamed mighty, formidable and passionate;
spoke the imprecise language of the torrent was a sea overflowed
madness and fire,
rolling through life like a perennial irrigation.

Delmira Agustini

says the story conventionally in general is a short story, oral or written and are designed to produce a single effect the reader. Review "Dust" by Jennifer Thorndike, because after reading his first book, Z chromosome expect another fever and intuitive speech, we were not disappointed, although we do not like the topic of domestic violence against woman inserts in "Dust", say it is a story deftly worked based on the ambiguity of his speech. Mimics a winding monologue that follows the mood swings of the main character and this imitative writing back to the suspense of the old black and white films that thought forgotten, because that is, to a demand for affection as response has been postponed. Throughout the story, we are looking forward and that's what characterizes 'Dust' defuse this rarefied atmosphere, so thick you could cut, tight as a violin string, magic is the fusion of crisis and change , pending a final sensed from the first words.

Jennifer Thorndike's Tale is preceded by two cultural markers that contain some of keys sense, we refer on the one hand the title, "Dust" and other verses from the song "The Fool" of the Cuban singer Silvio Rodriguez now established as an epigraph. Regarding the title, Dictionary of the Royal Academy has among its meanings, as follows: Del lat. pulvus by pulvi. 1. m. Broken part of the fine and very dry, with any movement up in the air. 2. m. The residue remaining from other solid things, grinding them to reduce them to very tiny parts. 3. m. Tiny portion of any thing or reduced to powder, which can be taken all at once with the tips of the thumb and forefinger. 4. m. In the language of the drug, heroin 2. 5. m. Solid particles floating in the air and settle on objects. 6. m. coloq. vulg. intercourse. Browse dust. 7. m. pl. Different colored cosmetic product that is used for makeup.

For us "dust" is a term in the story has several meanings within them fits both the first and the sixth sense, on the one hand, indicate the name of the solid particles with a diameter less than 500 micrometers, it is the house dust , office or house dust and this dust referred to in the beginning: "I have never ceased to accumulate even the thin film of dust on my furniture, my ornaments and less on my parquet floor." And second, the story is tinged with a strong sensuality, also points to the sixth sense, we refer to sexual intercourse or sexual relationship. While not explicitly referred to the relationship between the two women listed as moments and sexual union as part of moldable material that has the power, mixing old and recent memories, opening a space of possibilities. She joins characters, living standards, becoming the relationship was only the start obsessively between the two in a relationship aggressive and tender (from dominant to dominant).

The presence of a fragment of the verses of the song "The Fool" in the narrative structure, has made these words are a key to the story, the counterpoint to this piece was culled (5 stanza vv 29-32) for a total of six stanzas with 36 vv and place it in the front of her story, making it appear as a kind of porch. Then moved the political tension p ersonal surrounding the song to a more individual power. Highlighted in the snippet, two concepts: persistence and now, the first, repeatedly expressed in the word "folly" with her and second, present in the word 'bare' and 'today. " Finally, we take as the consolidation of a time that is sinking into the past to bail decisions and memories. We know the political level that contextualizes the lyrics of Silvio Rodriguez and he said: "When I wrote" The Fool ", was thinking of Fidel and, until some extent, on me. All my songs have inevitably a strong dose of my personal experiences. But in this case, which led me to write was the ideological climate of the late 80's early 90 [...]. Somehow, I counted the revolution that was going down the Soviet Union and the wishes of ours. " What is risky is talking narrative counterpoint that the author has chosen to achieve that effect of contrast and reaction, not only spatially and visually moving this piece of "The Fool" to "Dust" but has also moved blood. If, for example, the song appears in the verse "the folly of living without money" figure in the story: "So I wanted because I had nobody and your need was greater than your pride, right?." In both there is an allusion to the law of the market: supply and demand, both the opposition between two ways of living, both agree on the final decision. Thorndike has moved deftly personal political tension to a more social and individual stress, which achieves a distancing sui generis .

The structure of the story takes a spiral in which the actions and memories are intertwined, and are given impulses for a comprehensive search, feverish and unique, perhaps these actions are irrational and therefore is absurd that "Dust." We are in the world of feelings, no doubt, and before the breakup of a relationship of domination and possession, anything is possible. Is it the plot, a love story? How is a story of love? Usually follows a time sequence from beginning to end or alter these conventional brands. A topic in literature is to describe the sequential or logical order of actions in relationships. (Home + solution to the obstacle 1 and 2, ending in a happy ending.). Regarding the order, the petitioner makes no distinctions in the story is a beginning, obstacles (tacitly saved) and an end, despite the troubled nature of this relationship of love and need between two women, their levels of consciousness handled the complexity of memory and fantasy to depict feelings and emotions, is similar to his characterization Lula Carson Smith better known as Carson McCullers in Clock without hands.

affective relationship breaks into the lives of the characters and the description of small details we realize the beginnings and ends of this story, in general, symptoms from the couple survives or sinks. Are due to 'changes', 'transformation', 'modification' or whatever the feedback from the strange feelings and feedback is the atmosphere made in "Dust." "I realized that something had changed since that day you walked barefoot from the front door to the chair and felt the rough soles of my feet." So begins "Dust" and the address a second person in a free indirect discourse, noting changes point to the latest twist in a love relationship.

Thorndike In writing, there is work over time and it is expressed in varying envelopes, several times before the beginning of the story that extends over the protagonist as soapy water. Similarly, possessive as "my furniture", "my ornaments," "my parquet floor ',' my books', point to a social composition and adaptation to economic power, which is explicit and stifling repetition. That is one of the achievements of the story, creating a stifling atmosphere, possessive and repetitive, for it Thorndike founded an emotional space, with point of view of a character does not matter which is not the most attractive, it does not matter, what matters is to convince, -to convince us, "because although the interior monologue is a technique narrative through which he reveals the most intimate, special and appealing about it is make it look non-fiction, read credible representation of the "discourse" and this interior is a work of narrative gold.

Thorndike mentioned some concepts that are links to other actions, the focus and makes them more dense and emphatic "You've never left ',' Security had decided to ignore those patriarchal impositions forced you to learn and follow. " Finally, as a Chinese box structure is never ending but the significant burden of the story speaks well. It is not just inspiration but work. There are 15 chores and / or knowledge in the socialization of this woman, "cleaning, cooking, shopping, doing laundry, do not touch my books, do not turn on the TV unless it was to watch shows that make you think too much, ask to go out, talk, think, be quiet when I speak, shut up if you do not speak, out together, get to the exact time, kneel down like a bitch and spread her legs whenever I want. "

The idea that a relationship between two women that make this story should add a different perspective to the story. Perhaps a more sophisticated eroticism, but it is not, because it repeats and reproduces violence and machismo. In this 'couple' is a supplier and a person subject, there is a person who has the economic and psychological power. We are concerned about a patriarchal model, male, conservative, gender relationship. It is a tradition that a supplier is a man or woman who takes that role everything is allowed, provided they comply and continue with its role of provider (a) includes violence legislation because the vendor everything is allowed, the character that makes couples only touches submit.

We want to emphasize how eroticism is presented, if earlier times women were identified with nature and imagined femininity in his role enigmatic and violent eroticism now how hard it is vital that surrounds women, they communicate through it, taking in changing the way conducive to destroy what is being built. The imagery of a seductive and devouring femininity while the other associated with the weakness is also a target of Jennifer Thorndike, with photo of mother and the encounter with the other, we as compared to a gallery of women characters.

Finally, the monologue typifies the protagonist, and the Peruvian literature gives examples of some of the Peruvian narrative works written by women that use this technique to emphasize the atmosphere or the main character , as follows: Blanca Sol of Moquegua, Mercedes Cabello; Indómita of Lima, Angelica Palma; The trick of the eye and Ximena two-way cerreña of Laura Riesco, also in Ranchos cane and Shadows and rumors of Ica and Gaby María Rosa Macedo Cevasco, respectively, etc. As in Mrs. Dalloway Virginia Woolf , they use interior monologue to characterize this fusion of the real world and the inner world. And finally we are to "dust" of Jennifer Thorndike a text immersed in the world of speculation, imagination, in short, the association of febrile times, confusing truth and fiction and the face of insecurity and tension of this strange relationship, this story raises the need for more models and a redefinition of family roles.

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* Esther Elizabeth Castaneda and Toguchi, researchers and publishers.

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I just spent some pictures on Monday of "divan" in Sancho Panza, and another day of "Art and Free People." I dressed like a schoolgirl on both occasions. In "Art and Free People" read "Alice in the newspaper and represented Valeria, the protagonist of the story, which is a seven year old girl in his diary that tells an unusual day in his school.

In "Diwan" read "Porcelain" . Carmen Ollé is day asked me questions about the text and I replied as if the character, so the costume that was also provided, as this star is approximately fifteen years and part of the performance was being "tested" through the text by the "therapist" Carmen Ollé.

can read both stories in the links. Thanks to Jorge Baldeón for the invitation to "Art and Free People," Rocio Santillana and Ana Maria Falconi for including in the draft "divan" and Carmen Ollé to participate with me in the performance.

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1) Rocío Santillana and Jennifer Thorndike reading e n "Art and Free People."
2) Carmen Ollé, Jennifer Thorndike, Cyrus (actor who helped in the performance of Lucho) and Lucho Zúñiga participants "Diwan Narrative."
3) Carmen Ollé, Jennifer Thorndike, Rocío Santillana and Ana Maria Falconi in "Diwan Narrative."

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MONDAY IN LITERARY SANCHO PANZA

Next Monday 5 May at 8:00 pm in Sancho Panza Café Bar will be held the first meeting of "Diwan" a proposal performative reading beyond , which aims to investigate the secrets and obsessions that are hidden behind a poem or a story. In the opener, "Diwan Stories", will sit on the couch Jennifer Thorndike and Luis Zúñiga, to submit to questions from the "therapist" and special guest Carmen Ollé.

Admission is free
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