The photographer sits in the kitchen of his eight floor apartment eatinh cold wieners for breakfast. Witch each morsel he thinks of the child he shot a picture of…
Lucia was young and brisk in her movements. When she was tidying up or cooking, she appeared in several places at once; she would hang out the washing on the…
A view of all the signs of abundance emerged beyond the automatic glass double doors. I would like to be able to describe it to you but ... a state of calm,…
… If you ever, when writing poems, encounter such enormous joy, or incredible pain as would make you carve words out of yourself, than any mere word-play would…
Salome: Here it is. So I’ve come after all. Is it a return or a vicious circle? Brr. It’s cold in here. Desolate, famous castle of Macherus, welcome the one who…
