from Rhapsodia

Translation
By: | Translated By: | May 1, 2018

Do the wings itch as they sprout? / When from the belly’s opening / you first raised your head / and pushing from the pain / sprang into the… More

Grace

Fiction
By: | December 10, 2015

The first night at our house dressed in red like that, with her long black hair, with her shining black eyes, though one was bruised, I thought she’d start… More

Grace

Flash Fiction
By: | December 4, 2015

The first night at our house dressed in red like that, with her long black hair, with her shining black eyes, though one was bruised, I thought she’d start… More

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