fine line
You seduced my blank p a g e s w i t h a purple stare Your s c o r e agile —with bare lines, fragile— and a smoky flair * Paper trails going a m i s s during o u r morning walks While we kept silent O, u n s p o k e n mysteries— […]
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The White Seahorse
The swimming costume sticks to her ribs and rubs her skin the wrong way, as she advances on her chlorinated walk to hell. Mum has sewn a plastic white seahorse on the lower right, close to the suit’s seams. She keeps feeling its rough surface as she slowly takes the stairs up to the pool. Do you want to get back to the white seahorse? Not really, says the child. Stupid kid. Off you go […]
The Charming Scent of Wet Dog Hair
Spring breeze. Calm early evening. Streets vacated of bustling young families with their impolite offspring. Hurrah. Stare far out, over the horizon. Suddenly, a gentle voice starts whispering. You need to walk a tiny bit more – the Far Eastern Asian lady tenderly reproaches Momo. Or else, you will get too plump and your legs won’t be able to walk the stairs leading to your tiny apartment. Watch out, as they are steep (and also […]