Cold hands

"I love you." Blank space, writer's block, street in the night. Silence. Weightless words, slight as the air and ash floating in it. You get hit but do not get hurt. Nothing. And this endless and unbearable silence, one of those that give you shivers. Empty, naked words. Perfectly soaring in unconsciousness, and deaf ears …

Pearls

Do you remember that moment when everyone around you started collecting something? Postcards, memories, stickers. Well, I have never had one. I have never had the patience to wait for the waves to leave shells in front of my bare feet and pick them up, nor to build symmetrical lego houses. So I decided to start …