HOMER & THE SLEEPING BEAUTY
HOMER AND THE SLEEPING BEAUTY By Jaume Joan Alzamora Llull 1. THE SPHYNX In a dim corner of my room for longer than my fancy thinks A beautiful and silent Sphinx has watched me through the shifting gloom. — Oscar Wilde "My name is Roberto and you could say I'm Homer's pet. Though I'd rather say it's the other way around. We, I don't know how to put it, we understand each other. The first time I realized something was going on was around Christmas, I think. That sunny and sweet December morning, Homer had woken up playful and so had I, so I decided to follow him. Something had led him to his father's secret wardrobe, and rummaging through the stacked cardboard boxes and folders, he found what he classified as treasures: two posters of paintings by Picasso. One of a very sad blue man playing the guitar, and another of a naked woman sleeping peacefully on red fabrics. He also found some books with incredible drawings of monsters and travelers; heroes, go...
