| mortal cloth |

skin • our body’s biggest organ • our soul’s mortal cloth   • flesh series | nassia kapa •

what you let me see

  there are feelings. you haven’t felt yet. give them time. they are almost there. fresh | nayyirah waheed   … More

.mother.

The older I get, the closer I come to my mother. As if I am returning to my homeland, the … More

self. another version.

I knew you Before I met you. I’ve known you my whole life. – nafsi salt. nayyirah waheed.  

.clock.

Κάπου διάβασα “Πατρίδα μου είναι η κοιλιά της μάνας μου”. Κάτι τα στολίδια της μητέρας που φορούσαμε μικρές κατά την … More

.the woman who fell from the black sea.

I dreamt that I was meditating with Yogi in a garden full of trees, tall and thin, under the bright … More

.the promise.

I made myself a promise that I will go there again only when it will all be dead. Only then, … More

.γένεσις. | .birth.

All life is being lived Who is living it, then? Is it the things themselves, or something waiting inside them, … More

i wanted…

… to take the photograph of a breath. So I filled up the tub and let myself sink leaving only … More

We are…

We are such stuff | as dreams are made on| and our little life | is rounded with a sleep … More