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¿ Can I ask you there, how does your day start ¿ Maybe it starts with a fart ¿ What do you do, the minute you get up ¿ You might even do...

demons and monsters riding souls of anguish telling of need and wants to fulfil obligations and inclinations and desires know these...

fat fluffy bumble bees lazy around the hyssop and lavender dancing with butterflies as they find new suckling spots between the flowers...

Hands up and wave Music for a cellar of youth A room filled with Kurdish music A cellar in Istanbul Smoke filled with tobacos ...

I didn't die at Easter I died in April rejecting the spring hearing thoughts through sentences in contradiction that between is clarity...

Wanton I went to hell to get away from the chaos and torment of life to go somewhere where there is regulation and logic to the pains and...

passengers sitting in seats 16 to 34 enter the plane by the rear sorry about the rain sit back relax and enjoy the flight! we are 25 min...

operation save the gnats started on the second beer of several before with the realisation vitamin c and protein were not the goal of...

In 2019 I said yes to Al Faro Editiones being the first to publish a selection of my poems, it wasn’t meant to take so long to get to the...

With these powerful and naked verses that appear behind the veils of an ordinary morning, the poet defines himself and thus, not only...

If you reach the last pages of this book, you have entered a particular realm that explores central themes of literature - love, life,...

The opening line of this volume is writing reams of poetry in her head, on a Sunday morning lying in his bed; which sounds very much like...

I will never think the same way about cows again. Colm Kiernan's poetry combines rawness with the beauty of being alive with wit,...

Como en un sueño aullado por un gato todo suave y lento como un piano delicado los relojes y el tiempo corren en saltos rítmicos de un...

writing reams of poetry in her head on a Sunday morning lying in his bed It rains against the window a perfect lazy day she lies naked...

Have I died enough, enough times, have I died well enough deep enough hard enough with enough feeling, enough passion,...

I wish to be buried in a plain wooden box, with a plain woolen cloth under a plain wooden cross. By the wee murky river that flows as if...

When I have no father then can I feel alone? When I cannot talk to mother can one feel alone? When I have brother, sister but no family...

A Billion shades of grey push and hassel the sky And a blue pine mountain lies across my way, A long bundle of oaks gone higher and high,...

I take a step stop I take a step stop walking I take a step please stop walking I take another I said please stop so how can I ever...