Writing is the alibi for inner life. Life emerges on the sheet’s surface. The paper outlet offers inner life a reason for being. Even though,
Writing is the alibi for inner life. Life emerges on the sheet’s surface. The paper outlet offers inner life a reason for being. Even though,
Words fell off his mouth…Off his mouth, like a ripe fruitOr a milk tooth, pushed downBy the adult one, From his life, Blew the sound
A strange wind is blowing on humanity.A wind that’s coming from afar.Determined, this wind is howling for a reason.I could hear its omen in the
Here is one of the unexpected effects of the current lockdown : This is clearly against the tide of the news which keep highlighting the