Le miroir de la cour de récré
It’s recess in elementary school. The rubber floor burns in the sun and the fountain drips out of rhythm. In the bathroom window
Sur la peau pour toujours
At the change of class, I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror under the white light. The hallway smelled of cologne and wet paper
Deux visages et un nouveau
It’s the first weeks of school. The classroom smells of marker and freshly lined books. After a discussion, the desks look
À 5 heures à la porte
Outside the high school, the gate vibrates like a giant drum. Cell phones tell the time and the rumor spreads by word of mouth
Deux fois courageux
It was the change of classes at the high school. Lockers opened and closed like accordions
C’est juste une blague !
Every day in the first weeks in another country, the classroom smells of machine coffee and books fresh from the plastic
L’étiquette
It was late in the day, the hallway was damp and the evening light was streaming in through the windows. Lockers were closing slowly
Le pantalon
It was CM2 recess, and the playground smelled of hot rubber and spilled juice on the ground. The sun was bouncing hard off the goal
Bonbons à l’entrée
It was a gray morning outside the high school. The kiosk smelled of licorice and cold coins