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My mom was about to leave the room when she stood up and touched my grand mother’s little, elderly fragile … More

Tell me, what keeps you awake at night?

[A short story I wrote this morning out of some lyrics] Shadows settle on the place, that you left. Our minds are … More

Να, είναι που κοιτώντας τον ουρανό, φαντάστηκα πώς θα ήταν να σε ξανακοιτώ μετά από χρόνια.

“Life is not like water. Things in life don’t necessarily flow over the shortest possible route…Even if we could turn … More

Πριν από πολλά χρόνια, οι χοροί μεταμφιεσμένων ασκούσαν πάνω μου ποιητική γοητεία. Όταν με πήγαιναν στα bal d’ enfants του … More

Έχεις αναρρωτηθεί ποτέ πού πάει όλη η ενέργεια του έρωτα όταν το πρόσωπο που την καθρεύτιζε χάνεται; Τις τελευταίες μέρες … More

“What I want is for the two of us to meet somewhere by chance one day, like, passing on the … More

“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I … More

Two individuals, two strangers becoming one. A dialogue without words, only feelings. This video, this choreography touched my soul, my … More

now lighting more cigarettes pouring new drinks it has been a beautiful fight still is Charles Bukowski