Lately, just enter this blog for anything other than check out the updates of my dear anxious on the right. And suddenly, their titles today, read one after another, have conspired to build a strange and sorrowful poem or impressionistic portrait that makes the hair stand on end, there is, literally, this terrifying epiphany:
Today and tomorrow before and after ...
Viaxe Victor Erice.
competition: things that I miss.
In the air: your music publishing account.
Bone and the ship, the ellipsis of 2001,
A goodbye.
Poem.
Today and tomorrow before and after ...
Viaxe Victor Erice.
competition: things that I miss.
In the air: your music publishing account.
Bone and the ship, the ellipsis of 2001,
A goodbye.
Poem.
