poetry
caresse de demoiselle
dans l’incendie des roses qui brûlent le jardin je vis pieds nus quelle merveille je regarde …
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prose
‘The Thing’
There are things human eyes should not see, human ears should not hear. You do not witness certain t…
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musings
Goodbye Senhor Saramago
“I insist that everything is biography. Everything is life: lived, painted and written.” Jos…
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reviews
two hundred thousand ghosts…
children die do not talk to me about prayer or paradise talk is cheap children die and my anger supe…
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cinema
in the mood for love
Life often throws unexpected felicities down my path: a friend sends me the lyrics of an Osvaldo Far…
