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Mohammadreza
Shahrokhinejad
The
Textures
of a
Dog
One
morning
after
I
woke
up,
I
don’t
remember
which
season
it
was…
guess
it
was
autumn;
I
saw
my
dog,
sleeping
a
deep
sleep
on
the
carpet,
under
the
exquisite
light
of
autumn;
as
if
he
was
looking
at
me
from
another
world,
as
if
he
was
one
of
the
patterns
of
the
carpet.
I
looked
at
him
for
a
while.
It
appeared
to
me
that
my
now
was
drowning
in
the
swamp
of
my
yesterday.
I
asked
myself:
“why
can’t
I
stitch
my
today
to
the
patterns
of
my
yesterday?”
I
turned
over
the
carpet
and
looked
at
its
back
for
hours.
What
destiny
do
these
patterns
carry?
The
patterns
that
reach
the
night
by
passing
their
day
behind
events,
behind
the
lying
of a
dog.
“The
Textures
of a
Dog”
is
the
story
of a
black
dog
who
spends
his
days
with
the
hope
of
the
night
to
come
and
wishes
that
his
daily
routines
would
disappear
into
the
depth
of
the
darkness
of
the
night
and
hopes
to
leave
a
sole
vague
memory
of
himself.
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