You speak like two minds making love
Santa Clauses
I want to describe this Christmas market with its two santa clauses with its smell of burning sugar and nuts its pointy shoed elves, its fake snow on miniature chalets, its happy tunes its steel frames covered with fake silk flowers its plastic mistletoes in the flickering light with a language that isn't subject to ...
the sea
dark waves pound the steep cliffs below where the sea is great and never settles i dream to find shelter, to house in her to return to those first beginnings to access the experience, to welcome the waves when they roll home to me and my love. i whisper to her, stay because of everything we buried ...
Short Climate Temper
During a ride share with Blablacar from Berlin to Utrecht there was a little incident. A Peruvian passenger ignited my anger when he agreed with developing country's leaders who are selling out their natural resources, such as Ecuador's president Rafael Correa does with his country's oil reserves that happens to be underneath tropical forest. "Fuck ...