Wanneer ik heb niets (When I have nothing)
I’ve been left – with- and without nothing, so quick and so painful, and so sad. And nothing could make me smile just with fluttering eyes. But who would’ve thought […]
Tag Archives: Poetry
When the mountains crumble.
I’m a bit nervous today, sick like. And of health. I’m weakened by the simple thoughts That taint the spirit It’s tough to be alive, for sure. And for short. […]
Uneasiness
Suddenly the mind takes over, A moist feeling slithering through the rounded bone, a tingle all throughout, raised hairs, chicken skin, out of breath And you can almost see […]
Cold Spring, NY
Se encontraron las masas en aquella esquinita floja. Los niños no supieron distinguir el mal del bien, creo que la sanidad no los dejaba. Y por un instante pasamos desapercibidos. […]
