LRL Concepts

The little green woman screamed. She screamed louder. So loud that her throat hurt and her lungs burned. But nobody heard her. Not the three men sitting on a bench, arms tightly crossed across their chests; not the three women on the following bench, legs tightly crossed together. They were too absorbed with nothing. A red robin appeared above their heads and flew in circles several times, then it dropped to the floor. Nobody noticed it except the little green woman. This bird that suddenly dropped from the sky didn't even turn their heads.

The little green woman looked at this strange scene, it never occurred to her that she might be the strangest thing in that place. She was surprised to find that she felt sorry for the robin, after all, she thought, nobody should take a fall like that.

The little green woman had a sudden urge to step closer. She wanted to see that red robin up and close. She wasn't sure if it was still alive, but she wanted to know. But every time the little green woman tried moving forward a powerful wind picked up and pushed her back. She could see the bird from afar, but could never get close enough to it. She could observe, sure, but never participate. 'How strange' thought the little green woman, 'that nobody notices this bird lying on the floor, motionless'. They didn’t notice the powerful wind, either. And if they noticed her, they made no attempt to show it. The little green woman wondered if they even noticed each other or themselves.

Again the little green woman felt like screaming. This time she tried yelling louder. She threw rocks, she jumped up and down. Perhaps this would wake them from their slumber. Maybe the red robin was just in shock and would wake up as well. But they didn't notice. The men held fast to their chests; the women held tightly their legs. The robin motionless on the ground. The little green woman did not want to give in to despair; in fact, she was determined not to. She closed her eyes and focused on this so intently that she didn’t notice when she clenched her fists or when her jaw tightened. She didn’t realize that she was holding her breath and that every muscle in her body was tense. She opened her eyes again hoping things would be different, but they weren't. She felt like a child, the little green woman. But she was a woman; a little green woman. And neither this vision, nor any other, could ever change that.

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 [The little green woman]