All the trains I have not taken are formed here.
Walking through Bukresh is almost like walking through a SF novel at times.
mornings for the blind
underground wave lengths superglued to buildings
273 silences set between two cities.
the place where we first met UFOs, three of them.
Vacation houses crowding fisherman villages and moving them back into the sea.
Defying the edge by inhabiting it. Also I’ve started a year round creativity ...
So I wouldn’t have to imagine you, each time I spilled coffee ...
Of the prints secret gardens leave on our skin.
Or how Bingo is still alive for those whose only friends are empty ...
A while ago, Simona and me. We’re probably in love. Girls are not ...
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Divisions at a traditional funeral.
Listening to Parachute Pulse, counting my ...
Peter Pann hiding in the trees.
Se citeaza din ultimele titluri de expozitii foto: “colectie de fotografii cu toti ...
O noua tendinta – devenit religie vara aceasta – este umplerea spatiului ...
They’re building it in the middle of town. *evil film processors chipped ...
time tunnels make believe I’ve lived through two autumns this year
Long before they moved in with each other.
Sometimes film scans are meant to be kept a secret, sometimes they are ...