Shweiry Zein
Is it wine that makes me feel light? Is it the music? I have heard that it’s a fluttering sensation-...
Is it wine that makes me feel light? Is it the music? I have heard that it’s a fluttering sensation-...
my body opened and then closed, untrusting and undeserving on bike rides I let my mind wander ahead of me across the pavement...
I swallowed a seed from an orange tree and it grew and grew ever so slowly in the garden of my shrinking belly....
Yesterday my body slapped against the seat in a metal boat while I weaved around the final bowl of Arctic waters that G.O.D. slid southward...
I don’t know, at times, if you are really people, I know you are people, I mean, you aren’t walking on fours, and you wear clothes. ...
the land where we stand is the skin of a peach and the galaxy is a pancake the milky way is the original clock...
Montréal august, always too hot or too cold since we got used to assigning that sort of value to temperature....
from a short distance, palabra mistaken for tintinnabular, garbage trucks mistaken for string sections, drunken wails...
Just when I think I can tell you I feel nauseous on the bus ride to Prague, I am still hesitant and you’re deep sleeping....
I keep making the same mistake of confusing good sex with love. Stone is stone but skin not skin. ...