Airily at a fragrance-oozing garden a gem-beautified tree leaving a peg of bright white wood Thrilled hand sculpting faces to add to Continue reading “In The Balovale’s tribes mausoleum (of human history od living and dying)”
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/monster-paralax/ I am here… – I shutter partition starts – the pieces, chaos moving in, a fury within devils rupturing with enormity giving stirring laughter and wings (numb they, edged with menthol “The man you speak of no longer exists.” We are here, I tremble… sapless from dark honey, blood in seltzer, wine’s reverse dreamContinue reading “Monster/Parallax’ – Poem by Leila Samarrai”
Beauty and love are everywhere, all you have to do is to peek over the walls of scorn. *** La belleza y el amor están en todas partes, todo lo que tienes de hacer es mirar por encima de las paredes del desprecio.
If, when walking this city B., while moonwalking in its inverted glory all I can see in my blinded sight is red fibre like the resplendent body of blood dawn the soil hardened overnight, teeth chattering, and great dark clouds ran across the threatening skyscrapers and piled on snow falling in the form of slosh.Continue reading “The confession of a prisoner”