Only an instant, sublime and violet,will explode all misery into petals. m.p. *

Who breathes your bodywhen you dance,medusa? m.p * Music: Bibo No Aozora (Bibo No Aosora) by Ryuichi Sakamoto,

Now I feelat home with everyone. I invite all to my tablebecause I have stopped hatinganyone. I

Oh soul,riverbehindthe eyes,navigate mein silencetowardsa garden. m.p. *

The house was filled with cups,plates, vases, and teapots,stacked from floor to ceiling. She cared for

All handsopen towards the oceanand close towards nothing. All the wavesbreak betweenmy feet. Sometimes, dancing,the Atlanticengulfs me. m.p.*

My feet are a boatsliding through the galleryof an infinite exhibition. In my hands,the brush. Today I