A romantic realistic Argentinean writer.
The main purpose of any piece of art is to show that life is beautiful. But when it comes to writing, this can be done in one single way, by intriguing the reader. Writers have different ways of approaching this… Continue Reading
A candle has almost gone off when I find myself dreaming of you with stars dancing on the ceiling. An inkless pen lies lifeless on the desk and images of morning rush to me, the electricity is sleeping, powerless like… Continue Reading
Poznałem Asię pewnego pochmurnego popołudnia. Ja właśnie skończyłem pracę i ona płakała z egoistycznej rozczarowania na ławce publiczny w pobliżu przystanku, gdzie czekałem na mój tramwaj abym jechać do domu. Widziałem ją przyjść z gracją i usiąść też z gracją… Continue Reading
I met Mia her on a cloudy afternoon. I had finished work and she was crying away some egotistic disappointment on a public bench near the tram stop where I was waiting for my tram home. I saw her come… Continue Reading
Urban sights of dazzling shades are depicted on your face, arched by a concrete smile painted in ocher colors. A peanut buttered pigeon attains Nirvana and floats up to the sky before we step on it, while a drunken shadow… Continue Reading
A cat sits blackly at the stair base, far above the nightly sky, only the roof in between them. Clouds pounce darkly on the moon face, meowing their laments from the depths of the stair base. The purring chorus encompassed… Continue Reading
Come and try a piece of this Ukrainian pie, a hell that started from a candle fire, maybe sprinkle some water on it or better poor the whole glass on it, for in a world with flags and headphones, you… Continue Reading
I’m not into reality shows when they’re on TV, but I believe in written realism, and I believe that by describing life in its crudest way, we actually produce more distilled art. Borges once said that he wrote in an… Continue Reading
-The problem is Islam; it’s inherently violent. They don’t allow for other ways than their ways. And their ways are backwards. -We’ll go and welcome them and try to open their hearts to our culture, so they can learn to… Continue Reading
I’m thirty five now and I’ve already settled down. It takes a while for the dust to settle and for us to start to see clearly, but fortunately I found a companion who managed not to fuss around too… Continue Reading