This train rode only at night It had no windows and it had no doors It had no load but the dreams of passangers it never carried in it darkened hull Its cargo laden with the absent bodies of the travellers it never held. This train bore no speed and no direction conveyed no desire […]
I wait for you to save me but it is all in vain You gaze upon the waters ignoring my outstreched hand lost in thought, your eyes fixed upon the furious sea do not see my sinking boat You shove aside my hanging body for better fruits in the same tree I wait for you […]
I like the part where we meet: so funny and yet so full of romance; although I am not crazy about all the coming and goings until we finally get together – all the little bits that showcase our fierce rivalry and one-upmanship that suddenly evaporates into naught when love comes to ring the bell […]
Well, it seems to me right and proper to start at the beginning…. The beginning, of course, is an arbitrary point just like any other… but is also the best way to call the idea of immersing oneself in a story at once – and the beginning was… … most likely it was when Alice […]
In the beginning there was the Verb. And the verb was such that it shall not be pronounced in the company of children and women. Let us just say loosely that the Verb described an attempt at reproduction that while not often successful was nevertheless fun.