Archives for August, 2012
Confession 1
Friday, August 17th, 2012
She gave me a plum, so i wouldn’t starve. He gave me his back and a couple of words, so we could fight. I ate in delight. We fought with enthusiasm. They gave me money and told to build a house, so i could take her in and invite him for a drink. They gave […]
Fourth accident
Wednesday, August 8th, 2012
The thirty or so reds in front of me. Captivating, in their minuscule difference. My eyes being captured I cannot move the brush anymore. Let it dry and leave it. The red have something I dare not change. I must put down the brush and become indifferent for this difference to consist. The same, I write in black, […]