PinnedPublished inThe InterstitialThis Miracle Of The TransformationI fall out of sleep when the cocoon cracks. A piece of radiant light, holding its breath, squeezes into the crack. It freezes, caught by…Oct 1418Oct 1418
PinnedPublished inThe InterstitialAn old man with a butterfly in the sea.I am water in a glass, poured into the sea. I exist, but I have long been lost by myself. Mixed in a new aura of space. I grab the hands of…Aug 2619Aug 2619
PinnedPublished inThe InterstitialPieces.The world is so full that words are empty… — Jalaluddin RumiSep 1728Sep 1728
Published inThe InterstitialA small bird in his hand.And I sat and wondered: well, why is she so different for me, when I’m alone in my room and when we’re together. — John FanteNov 21Nov 21
Published inThe Interstitial100 thoughts in flight.I fly because it frees my mind from the tyranny of trifles. — Antoine de Saint-Exupery.Sep 282Sep 282
A rose in a jar on a windowsill.To live, you need the sun, freedom and a little flower. — Hans Christian AndersenSep 81Sep 81
Published inThe InterstitialCatcher of words.I don’t promise that I can change the world, but I promise that I can find words that will truly change the world. — Tupac Amaru ShakurSep 11Sep 11
An old man with a butterfly in the sea.I am water in a glass, poured into the sea. I exist, but I have long been lost by myself. Mixed in a new aura of space. I grab the hands of…Aug 233Aug 233
Reflections on the Black Square.I came to an old Berber, thin and gray, to resolve the questions that torment me. “I see, my son, a hot light is beating through you, So…Aug 112Aug 112
By the closet door.With a black thread on a white sheet of paper, I lead you to a closed door. Red poppies of pain grow along the roadsides. Rose petals hide…Jul 294Jul 294
