One day they will wear me the braceletand I shall accept it even if they know..
The Letter Your letter has arrived todayIn my handsNo, it is your email that..
WHERE THE PATH IS MELTING How quiet can a child be? Please, please,..
In your eyes pomegranates bear fruiton the eve of a harsh winter.Your words..
They still lookfor the treasures of the pasttotouchunderstandthe enormity of..
Female Concerto Her face is shiningon the sky of my open woundshealing my all..
AMSTERDAM Queues of jovial facesin line to see the refugeof the girl from the..
Passenger bus passed In front of me .. it looked empty It was crowded Feeling..
The sky weightlessly sits on your shoulder Blooming gardens fly into the light..
Who’s afraid of walking the city?A dead zonezoning the city for..
He was born in Recanatiin the sober, sober villagea little pastwith the..
Too Far Gone Oyster color of her eyes, the smell of the sunrise moon...