Monday 31 October 2016
Thursday 11 August 2016
Work
She screams at the top of her voice:
Y-O-U D-O N-O-T U-N-D-E-R-S-T-A-N-D
resigned to my fate, I apologise once more modulating each word with care and attention
but I am a foreigner, therefore no matter what my language is not hers, no matter what.
her face reddens as her ire explodes and request the presence of a true native speaker of her beloved Ennglish language.
Monday 4 July 2016
Thursday 23 June 2016
Tuesday 17 May 2016
Monday 25 April 2016
Thursday 21 April 2016
Wednesday 23 March 2016
Sunday 13 March 2016
Friday 26 February 2016
Skin
I have my skin: pellucid cloth devoid of thought
Wanders the fields
Never settles
Always at crossroads
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