Monthly Archives: May 2019

the smell of old men, of hyacinths, of long time ago. a vintage thought, an antique shore, those skeletons stuck, congested and buried in our own history. there are pains that can be utterly remembered. the screams of the past … Continue reading →

we bore the silence of the ocean. we stretched our legs at the rough surface of sands. the sky above us is mad. our deep dreams are gathered somewhere in the space beyond. a roar of the wild is heard … Continue reading →

let’s swing until the heroes die. let’s swing and make the gods resign. autumn sings its tune of grey, falling leaves are swift and gay.   2019