There are women who are horses, there are women who are ships. There are men who are horses, there are women who are fish. Children whirl like helicopters, evading every kiss. And dogs who like lobster into butter can be… Read More ›
Month: March 2019
5 March 2019, about 11 am
I had come to see my retinal specialist. The place gets more like a factory with every passing what? Quarterly earnings report? In between the generally unnecessary but billable examinations with new machines They had me wait on a chair… Read More ›
le triangle de son nez (the wedge of her nose)
English versions may be found below the French. Ces cinq petits poèmes ont été rédigés très tôt un matin après avoir pris le train à travers les Alpes depuis Genève et dîné dans un restaurant du quartier Città Studi de… Read More ›
