Looking at her running from the co… Admiring the crying raging between… Remains her silhouette memory Languidly lying in the porch’s net Piled on top of other sorrows and…

Somethings perceived you when you… Fact only reverberating in you so… To see the young girls of Maria M… Why don’t know from who are writin… But that Xangô says it is an impo…

I’d like to see the birds or at le… After waking early or late, real o… When they were all over my bedroom… And yet hummingbirds had their dri… Garden of another, erased my prese…

I see a train arriving at the stat… A train coming from a far away nat… Someone said that I should be wri… Looking, mirroring trains, how int… Experience needs some evidence,

I recall some lullaby’s cadence I could one day remember some. For I, being heartless, was once… I heard my mother sing in/out of t… With moderate contempt, strangely…

Short and direct as dangerous sect… Founder of a religion like dear S… It Was a reality, not an urban my… Not principles, that I actually a… Nor lack of Cassandra’s touch, se…

Write when sad or angry, say, if y… After falling back to listen to D… I confess a choice of empathy abou… At this age, a voice from the fift… As a naturally promiscuous but fai…

The line of death humans has augme… We dying and dying since we were b… A long long tree, an extensive lin… Now we can live more proximally Since the advent of all pixels, di…

The morning is alive outside While inside time future waits lan… For personality to take a side, The quiet expiration or a moving n… Which is gaining ground in the for…

Seven o’clock and a bath delayed As indecision wins over the day Or maybe a stale is still on the w… The movie in background now makes… As another pretense to the purpose…

Seems to be a fascination, In a time of Brazilian Wax And shinning Cunni exposé Legs open far, allegoric dorsum As an Inventiveness of Self

All my grieving are my skins, Cameleon of beautiful leather. Oh my labyrinthine patterns, Old skins of detachment and furlou… Oh why I still have a room for yo…

Considering the history of modern mathematics two questions at once arise: (1) what limitations shall be placed upon the term Mathematics; (2) what force shall be assigned to the word ...

considering the history of modern mathematics two questions at once arise: (1) what limitations shall be placed upon the term Mathematics; (2) what force shall be assigned to the word ...

Since when do you know who am I?, Roared the old man with worked, br… And you never will, you little mot… As a tree has its rings, the moment of your discrete appear…