Thursday, April 30, 2009

maine

Prima data am zarit langa Molly’s un zarzar inflorit. Semana cu o Africa delicata si alba. Apoi a inflorit liliacul, ascuns timid printre betoane. Azi am vazut ca se scutura florile de castan
Cred ca tot azi mi-am dat seama ca maine imi scapa printre degete.

Monday, April 6, 2009

unspoken stories