Uneori ma intreb de ce parte a gardului ma aflu… A trecut o luna deja de cand merg de 3 ori pe saptamana printre copii ce au o lume a lor, o lume in care nu ne lasa sa intram, o lume sigilata cu onomatopee, ecolalii, auto sau hetero-violenta. Sunt fascinata, incantata, uimita…si in acelasi [...]

Fool

- I’ve missed you (…) – How droll. Does that explain why you’ve been playing the fool yourself so much? It might explain it.

Twist

“Look my eyes are just holograms (…) From my hands you know you’ll never be More than twist in my sobriety.” Twist your words while I twist my hands thinking of my twisted dreams, twisted thoughts…my twisted self. The ground is closer then I thought.