Tales of autumn

every leaf is a thought that falls from the mouth, touching the ground some yellow, some red with fire they either mark the new p...

As we were checking in at the hotel, the manager, an older man, told us not to worry if we hear or see something unusual. In a hush...

photo: Daniel Murtagh under the light of the universe a rainbow extends between the rose I carry in my arms and the rest ...

Time should be a logical thing made up of dates, hours, minutes, seconds... one following the other, same measure – anyway you l...

can anybody count the number of wishes falling stars carry? or the secret talks of yearning that were confided to the moon? so ...

it's been ages since the house last felt the curious steps of a child or parents sitting on the balcony pondering at the en...