It’s just another story. One more damned story thrown wholeheartedly into a mix of chance and fate, fueling an invisible force that carries the night of two guys : [one exhausted spine-broken mad man & a young Satyr of a charming man-to-be]. He’s 18. He’s 26. In the end, only parted experiences can bridge over…
Catégorie : In English
Well, it happens that my hand and mind team up to write down in English, my adoptive language.
Oh waves of rain !
Oh waves of rain! I adore the cold of your kiss on my freezing cheeks. Hold me tight and suck up the heat out of my brains. Cool me down and swallow me up. Brush my hat and hair and skull and spine and feet and roots. Drown me in your foam. Bleech me and…
Serial killers don’t mind denying – the electric chair negation
I mourned your loss even more longer than I expected. My heart is still rotting slowly as I tend to make my brains pretend my guilt has been proved. But there is this noise inside my head spreading cautiously through the void of atom oceans pouring in torrents through my…
Serial killers don’t mind falling in love – This Hell of a spell
» I should have killed us both. I knew it was impossible to survive but I was wrong. Our souls are better than that. I could guess and feel that damned bus shrieking, imploding and sparkling to eventually explode into billions of shattered naked galaxies which atoms solidified the entire frozen trail of rainbow-tears from…
Everything is gonna be o’right
He remembered he read something like that photograph he just snapped. The sensation of the brush from… what ? he wondered. The spots of deep and dark almost invisible black and yellowish cracks eating up the frustrated memories entrapped upon a paper cage fascinated him beyond his own expectations. He wondered where…
Status, shit & Co.
[When realizing everything you know is less than everything you have to learn — a striking and thriving ambition growing inside your whole integrity as a holy ghost seeking Time & Space anywhere and anytime — you fall asleep with waking nightmares.] [My thoughts can only expand to reach dark and bright extremes these days….
Shut your whole body down
There is a chill in the air that keeps whispering to me, petting my hair gently, running down my spine to burst in my pants. The kind of chill that cools and shut your whole body down. It’s you facing your own death and letting go your utopian connection to the universe. You are nothing…
The day Dijon was wiped off the map
Taking shelter on campus They said the city had to be put in quarantine. The authorities would not let any one in or out. The first week Dijon started to be wiped off the map, everybody called their families to ask them how it was…
Touch the sun and kiss the rain
As a kid I’d take the bus for a round trip to and back from school of one hour and a half every day for six long years. I’d always knock and stick my head against the window of the bus, rubbing the mist of my bad teenage morning breath…
MAKE IT NEW 2.0 