“The book’s dust jacket is written in English, but…
To want is but a natural statedepending on that desire so dearthat swerves and twists a crooked path…
Atoms of kindnessstormed from her eyes,the air around herliquid with promiseof fortunes and…
The kitchen pulses behind beaded curtains,a singularity space of cuisine and characterfor…
I feast upon the pheromonesand play with others’ cognizancewhile watching all the…
Feeling wind as magic fingersmassaging cheer unbidden from our squinty eyesand laughing teeth…
Please wash away the desperation,Transform it into ecstasyOr maybe something good to eat, As long as I…
can we think beyond the labels,boundless thought, unscripted, tagless,hopeful horizons of light and…
time flows like syrup for the youngevaporating over the yearsto become a torrent of steam,a pressure of…