“The type he preferred was the opposite: those skinny little tadpoles that no one bothered to turn around and look at in the street, who seemed to disappear when they took off their clothes, who made you feel sorry for them when their bones cracked at the first impact, and yet who could leave the man who bragged the most about his virility ready for the trashcan.” TypeSkinnyOppositeTadpolesVirilityFeel SorrySkinny GirlsThe TypeSkinny Legs Author:Gabriel García Márquez
“If you grow up the type of woman men want to hold, You can let them hold you. All day they practice keeping their bodies upright. Even after all this evolving it still feels unnatural, Still strains the muscles, holds firm the arms and spine. Only some men will want to learn what it feels like to curl themselves into a question mark around you, Admit they don’t have the answers they thought they would by now.” The Type Book:No Matter the Wreckage: Poems Source: No Matter the Wreckage: Poems