Returning to myself

in dialog with...

Inspired by Paul Elyar


Returning to a city of Velvet and Porcelain,

the windows will be vases where the flowers,

which have left the earth, will show the light as it is.

and the roofs of the city will be beautiful melancholic birds,

with emaciated wings


(Read the poem)


The entrapment we live, while being in dialog with the pieces of our story.

we seek the light, we find darkness, or not?


wires, threads, papers, old toys

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