Dream- poem
I woke up one day to the pecking sound of a bird cutting down my wooden house to make its own nest. Continue Reading
I woke up one day to the pecking sound of a bird cutting down my wooden house to make its own nest. Continue Reading →
It was hopeless. He needed to stop every time he heard a bandoneon being played. He was hopeless but so was she. She held a charm over dogs. Every time she passed by a dog, it would inevitably follow her… Continue Reading →
I don’t want to amuse you, I’m not your sarcastic clown, things are either funny or not. I don’t want to inform you, I have nothing to say about politics or how the economy works. I want to give opinion,… Continue Reading →