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Author Archives: B*

The visitor

May 10, 2016

She is beautiful. Her face illuminates the room. But you can guess there is something uncomfortable, perhaps, disturbing about her. …

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Why this…

May 10, 2016

Me volví loco, con largos periodos de espantosa cordura Edgar Allan Poe This blog is an experiment. A half-baked idea. …

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Brujas are less tall

April 27, 2016

Brujas are less tall Their clothes are dirtier Their nails bloodier Their feet less small. Witches speak louder They grin …

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Rosa | Llibre

April 23, 2016

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Rosa | Llibre [moments]

April 23, 2016

Moments d’un collage, en construcció   |   Moments of a collage, in construction

Hole

April 20, 2016

How do you write a black hole ? How do you draw it, in words? ~  I cannot write about it …

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Niebla roja

April 20, 2016

Beach everywhere

April 18, 2016

Broken grammar

April 18, 2016

No words. Never out loud. But the plate is smashed against the kitchen tiles. There was also a teapot, some …

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On fire

April 15, 2016

Quick, the sky is on fire An atomic sunrise is on its way. But this landscape seems used to it. …

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  • A room of one’s own | or | Las Moscas
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