Round and round goes the merry-go-round with its carriages of gilded plaster painted blond, the mermaids puff up their plump cheeks ready to blow the air filling their huge hollow bosoms this is… Continue reading
A church Swiss guard was herding his goats down an empty street. A few children were dying or drying in the windows — it was spring and men’s hands unravelled in the sun,… Continue reading
This light is excessive. Men run to buy foulards and not for the purpose of blowing their nose. The last resort is eclipse — celestial acrobatics. In this cosmic carnival, one of us… Continue reading
Boats slip into a liquid sky and the wolves’ gums bleed in the night of green velvet. Tears weave inside your limpid eyes on a canvas where looks are dyed with young blood… Continue reading
Merry-go-rounds turn with their carriages of gilded plaster mermaids with yellow hair gasp hollow-breast-fulls of air misfortune comes to town and enters the palaces built by the crazy the same as the house… Continue reading
