bring me to Larissa, no other garden town can be more merciful bring me to Santa Catalina bring me to…

And this is when men first learnt to walk,And this is when they broke their feetWith the signature of the…

When I was a kidMy mother used to make me sit and color In one of those queer looking coloring…

I want to breathe a new form of air one that satiates your lungs with purity to cleanse all sense…

For Hala I may have had a drink or two.I drank the milk of the moon,I drank the seaBut I…

Midnight city strollsfind me occupying this vacancy,somewhere between aresistance fighter’s wet dreamand a concerned father’s nightmare. In a street decorated…

The salt of the stonesShe is in a universe of wallsA man’s memory in these walls,one with the stone, the…