The visitor
She is beautiful. Her face illuminates the room. But you can guess there is something uncomfortable, perhaps, disturbing about her. …
She is beautiful. Her face illuminates the room. But you can guess there is something uncomfortable, perhaps, disturbing about her. …
Me volví loco, con largos periodos de espantosa cordura Edgar Allan Poe This blog is an experiment. A half-baked idea. …
How do you write a black hole ? How do you draw it, in words? ~ I cannot write about it …
No words. Never out loud. But the plate is smashed against the kitchen tiles. There was also a teapot, some …
My grandfather was one. By destiny, rather than choice. Beautiful liquid handwriting flowing on aligned paper telling 423 7,854.1 15 …
a few grand names have sprinkled beautiful words about you . not me i want the taste the feel against …
Terror. Adolescent. Terror. Torna. Peus junts mirant a dos bandes abans de creuar el carrer. Carrer. Riera. Vorera. Riu. Corrent. …
Sóc estrangera, sempre. De naixement. Doble García, mai un escut que obrisi portalada gran a la seu . …