Literature, poetry, lots of books and just some stuff I write

How to be a girl

  Stuff I say to make me Feel better Fluff I tell others to make them Feel happier Bluff _ Managed to live yet another day to grieve   Be … Continue reading

April 22, 2019 · Leave a comment

The disadvantages of a (very) bovaristic education

I blame it on my mum, seriously. She used to read to me poetry by Prévert, Jimenez, Pablo Neruda. She handed me her first copy of Love Story, worn with … Continue reading

October 20, 2016 · 1 Comment

to me, you are

  to me you are a lost possibility you are a bet I could not win you are the lucky dice that rolled away you are the train I kept … Continue reading

March 4, 2016 · Leave a comment

you cracked me open

  you cracked me open you broke me in half you pulled me together you tore me apart   yet to me you were a kind of loneliness a mysterious … Continue reading

March 4, 2016 · Leave a comment

not even a real person yet

What will become of me? A drop in the ocean A tear in the rain A grain of salt in the desert A wee fish in a sea of sharks … Continue reading

March 1, 2016 · Leave a comment

found you

A tale of something found, only to be lost. found you in the middle of my days where there was nothing to be found anymore_   touched you in the … Continue reading

February 29, 2016 · Leave a comment

Tales of an expat: Brooklyn by Colm Tóibín

  Brooklyn is definitively one of the loveliest book I have read in the last months. It’s the tale of an expat, a situation to which most of us can … Continue reading

February 4, 2016 · Leave a comment
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