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Party queens with botoxed, glued-together faces melt like wax into V.I.P.-scented luxury lives. Here and afar, not a single honest-truthful look can m..
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My restless, unchained writhing in spawned honey-warmth, like a derailed shipwrecked malicious imagination. I feed on sadness. My head is a blood-red ..
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After the mass psychosis of stadium construction and the one-tanker obsession that was proclaimed to be indecent, was it not enough that the rotting p..
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I would like to go backWhen all that remains of me is dust and ashes,It is never easy to forget the taste of moments of Everything,the immortal star v..
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Two old childhood friends took a seat in a cozy, yet quiet city cafe-bar around the morning hours, which has recently become very popular among curiou..
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Those who survived the petty squabbles of heroic loves that barely die, the suicidal thoughts of tragically perishing break-up attempts, and didn't st..
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I am an experimental person! I am writing down the sentences, or even stanzas, of the fruitful and reborn Prometheus lines of my thoughts as a sign of..
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It started in a cozy little restaurant in a garden town. In a place where people are usually used to waiting for their beloved's hand in marriage, or ..
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I'm going to be woken up many more times today. Who would have thought long ago that there would be a time when it would be better to hide, or to rest..
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Belated certainty became difficult. Amidst the tingly and curious shells of pheasant chicks feathering to their heart's content, some of them always m..
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