“Επιλογή σου άθθρωπε τη γη να τη μοιράζεις αντίς να σπέρνεις τη χαρά, το μίσος να στοιβάζεις.” Κάμεις την οικόπεδα … More
Tag: thisunrealcountry
On Blue Collar
‘to exit the factory and save our thoughts, the only gear we control.’
Fragility of language
I threw up words on my plate words which are not mine
I slice them deep into their core
Just to see if I can recognize something
In the not-so-dead zone
Besides, she knew that curiosity and crossings can kill the cat.
