The unlikely ones: Just flesh and bones below
m passing by Stary Browar’s parking lot. There’s a traffic light always in red, although no cars enter or go out. I jaywalk as usual. Continue Reading
feminism
If the world was ruled by women -by Juan M.S.
If the world was ruled by women there wouldn’t be hunger but everyone would have to finish their spinach, there wouldn’t be religions, just constant errands to the shop, there wouldn’t be wars, just constant embargoes and public denunciations, there… Continue Reading
The bride to be- by Juan M.S.
He’d gone out with this girl back in Ukraine when he was still young; she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen back then and even now, after fifteen years of voluntary exile all over Europe, he hadn’t seen… Continue Reading
Suspicion-by Juan M.S
I suspect a timely smile from you may add to these verses, as a precise frown may collapse them, I suspect your impassive look may be the tenderest thing I’ll ever see, and it’s vain to praise your features, when… Continue Reading