Historical courtship in Argentina – comedic short story
My grandpa once told me how he courted my grandma. Those were different times. Romance was nothing like today. Continue Reading
It ain’t whatcha write, It’s the way atcha write it.” – Jack Kerouac
My grandpa once told me how he courted my grandma. Those were different times. Romance was nothing like today. Continue Reading →
There’s no God to forbid us fruits. Continue Reading →
A loving man always finds excuses to keep going Continue Reading →
Leave me stranded in a smoggy city Continue Reading →
The greatest love or a skippable sitcom episode. Continue Reading →
our harmful, indolent,
selfish selves, which
neutralize each other. Continue Reading →
our journey is ending and despair is the only reasonable answer Continue Reading →
trees die standing tall Continue Reading →
Come at night Continue Reading →
Two need to play the game Continue Reading →