{en vedette} Janice Grisell ~ When We Come Apart

{en vedette} Janice Grisell ~ When We Come Apart

I have gazed the black flower bloomingher animal eye. Gacela oscura. Negra llorona. Along the clayen banks I follow her-astonished,gathering grief’s petals she lets fall like horns. Why not now go toward the things I love? Like Jacob’s angel, I touched the garnet of...
Anca Balaj ~ The Wait.

Anca Balaj ~ The Wait.

I am waiting, I am waiting (oh yeah, oh yeah)I am waiting, I am waiting (oh yeah, oh yeah)Waiting for someone to come out of somewhereWaiting for someone to come out of somewhereYou can’t hold out, you can’t hold outOh yeah, oh yeahYou can’t hold...
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