Regret has the size
of our empty family house...

Think
of every cell in your body...

Quite disturbing,
the wrinkles on skin. We drink...

It’s cold, twelve degrees below zero.
You’re remembering her face, how the sun...

You go from a corner
to another, as my eyes watch...

I usually command you
to bear my burden...

All I know is that
light is merely a bunch of photons...

Words have teeth
like silky sharks...

I'm not angry on behalf of
my father, who took his last...

I am more like
a surreal painting...