Black Deserts

Black deserts and golden dust. Distant winds and opaque silences. Black deserts and golden dust. Distant silence and opaque winds. Fleeing chimeras of my breath, leaving only as an echo what the soft night settles. Black gold, glittering murmurs that you let fly in the air, and which settle down to …

Emotions in a Silo

I am seeking the traces of a heart which was opened some time ago. Bending and picking some of its pieces, left in a silo. The thunders and the rain washed away my hopes. I’m driving but I cannot think clearly, not right now. I am scared. I can’t pull …

Hard for Me to Write

It’s hard for me to write when I’m high, or when I’m down. Hard for me when I struggle, hard for me when I’m out of touch with life. Sitting in a corner in my mind, I can only care for so much. The words float, lead me astray; what …

Shouting in Silence

Singular state for a single silence. A few words that will be said, maybe few scratches on a rainy day. The cold permeates the stillness, both the air and the ground. In this, there is but an attempt to bring up what was left down deep; the bones and the …

The Descent

Descending, Coming close to the water, walking, and feeling the cold on rocky shores. The wind blows, and each step which seems to bring me closer to my destination, stretches a path that unravels treasures yet to be discovered. I look at the rocks, descend, deep down my heart. I …

What Do You See?

When you look at the sky She said, What do you see? I don’t know I said, For I do not see. I could say I left a tear, When I gazed at the stars Nothing I would see. No Arrernte, Nuada, Rangi. No dust, not a single goodbye. Just …

There Is…

There’s at the bottom of the name more than a thousand shames, but no one to blame, no thing to tame. There’s a quietness that endorses the stillness, silences the aloneness; there is a dark marks on a neck, painting time and its futileness. There’s at the bottom ponderous seas …

The Day I Met You

  The day I met you, during a cold night of December. The rain falling from the sky to the window, From my head to my heart, softens my wishes. Let it unfold I said. For more leaves would fall in the winter. For a night where I saw more …

Slice of Eternity

Another moment that passed by, another slice of Eternity. An endless pit at the bottom of the life center, thousands steps in a frozen sea. Another hit for the narrative to unveil perspectives whence my emotions shift, where so much is so little, and where fixture goes adrift. I wonder how hundreds of waves can be contained …