I looked at her. One of the great mysteries of life to me is how easily love can change into hate overnight.
My Sweet Valentine
It is so cold I am enjoying my freshly ironed handkerchiefs. You know last night I almost died; or was I merely thinking about love, our ultimate… Read more “My Sweet Valentine”
(Give Me A Title, If Not I Will Call It:) Shoes Are Important
I am lost. Where am I? You see: a statement is nothing but a question.
Bacalhau com Natas
Will you recognize what you have been looking for when it turns out to be anything but you expected?
Why Is It Women In A Mall Look Like Men Watching Porn?
I guess I was still drunk. Listening to The Brood, Never Be Clever, yes, he made some paintings as well. Basic shit. Anyways, I decided to get… Read more “Why Is It Women In A Mall Look Like Men Watching Porn?”
Suicide In Delay
Let’s face it, you died the very moment you were born, thrown in this world, on this planet you call earth.
So Good To Be Back
I am like a woman who knows she’s beautiful; a walking disaster, for good and for bad.
2020
But Lisbon cures anything if you are open to it. The beggars, the rude people, the illiterate; all welcome you in their shit tourists pay good money for.
A Woman
Man, it can get cold at night. I wrote this little thing wearing my jacket, that’s how cold it gets at night.
I Don’t Feel Like Writing A Poem
Letter to my daughter
The Half Centennial 