I remember real streets looking like a black-and-white pictureso little color and so much crumble.I remember the sign of Café Kyrilwhose name I always read backwardsand whose doors I never…
As he was sitting at his desk on what had started out like any other regular work day where he pushed papers from left to right and then back from…
When you add one to another, it goes to eleven. NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 11: Write either a monostich, which is a one-line poem, or a poem made up of one-liner style…
My eyes and this perspective from the 37th flooris an impossible encounter.No human ever grows that tall and no tree either.To get this view, you need to build your own…
This is where we work from wework with a viewlook down at the city where busyness is duewatch tiny people not more than a smidgecrossing the street or line up…
Wear your life with dignity,find freedom within your limitations.No composure without compassion.
There is a construction going on in the lot next door / and I came to notice how loud the work is / They push around the earth to straighten…
Try out things and learn from life.Allow yourselfto revise decisions.
Build up new memories of how life can taste. The old ones get stale, loose their crispness and their delicate flavor.
Go back to sensing,leave words behind. Refresh your view of the world.
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