Leila Samarrai, Serbia Où vas-tu, Seigneur?

  A happy game a first strike with a ball in Paris a first turn then turn around play begins in Paris “Où vas-tu, Seigneur?” The crying stops the laughter stops the clocks stop the dance stops the ball stops in midair breaths are held the seeds of terror sown in Paris “Mais, où étais-tu, […]

I AM THE TERRORIST, Leila Samarrai

I am the divine wind I am the human bomb Aladin gnawed to the bone I yam what I yam’s I am the Terrorist! It does not matter where It does not matter who It’s easy to do it From the turret I do it with explosive, too I yam what I yam’s I am […]

“Où vas-tu, Seigneur?”, Leila Samarrai

“Où vas-tu, Seigneur?”, Leila Samarrai A happy game a first strike with a ball in Paris a first turn then turn around play begins in Paris “Où vas-tu, Seigneur?” The crying stops the laughter stops the clocks stop the dance stops the ball stops in midair breaths are held the seeds of terror sown in Paris […]