Sommigen houden van blauw, maar de lopende woorden van een veinzende schrijverliggen niet voor het oprapen. ik struikel over de … More
Tag: Poetry
Nothing to hide in a frying pan
Reclaim the Stage recording on our Soundcloud: click here before I start reading my text, I’d like you to take … More
Daughters
By Simona Casadio
Rune Poem
ᚠ – feoh – Frilled is the first form, the finest filigree fraying at the edges in a pattern of … More
Teach Me
let me breathe underwater, walk the blisters of shattered diamond glass. dye muscles shades of regret, paint summer suns … More
GRIEF TOWN
I’m the mayor of Grief Town all my citizens come to my town halleverything I say is interesting. meetings include … More
The Night Falls. Bandung Sleeps
The night falls. Bandung sleeps. A flute.Heaven seeks out its glazing.The mountains lay moltingPurple, turning blue, and with the hoursThey … More
An Extended Body
Saskia Soelaksana