In the 4th issue of the journal Sdeng "found three of my stories - Close your eyes, Surreal Tango and Mushroom - preceded by a beautiful illustration of Paolo Pazzaglia.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Letter Of Disconnection For Internet
Sdeng! nr. 4
In the 4th issue of the journal Sdeng "found three of my stories - Close your eyes, Surreal Tango and Mushroom - preceded by a beautiful illustration of Paolo Pazzaglia.
In the 4th issue of the journal Sdeng "found three of my stories - Close your eyes, Surreal Tango and Mushroom - preceded by a beautiful illustration of Paolo Pazzaglia.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Removing Sweetness From
In a hidden mind. (Incipit)
Published nell'instant Antology the month of June, published by Perry Lab
theme: "Places", titled: "There, between the streets thin sap and dew "
to be presented at the 19th to Monday, July 19 at the hall of" The Symposium "in Rome.
read the opening words
Crocky had not always had this nickname, I'll climax they hitch and Grinder Mush in Amsterdam.
That particular day came out of the process of their hotel room and announced to two friends: "I got a beard."
Mush looked at him and exclaimed: "What the fuck are those things on the mouth? "
" I have a mustache, asshole! "said Crocky.
" You look like a Mexican with those fucking mustache "Mush said while lying on a bunk bed, hanging around with the remote control hand channels of satellite television. He stopped fiddling when he appeared advertising a brand of tortillas. A crow was wearing a sombrero and mustache croaked: "Hola soy you tasted Crocky tortillas?"
Grinder, he lay on his bed, his arms helpless at his sides, laughed, unable to open eyes, was only able to repeat: "Crocky, Crocky. So did Mush.
"Laugh clowns" as saying, Crocky, threw himself on his bed, under that of Mush, after removing the deck a couple of open packets of crisps and a pack of six cans of beer.
"How much is left Skunk?" Mush said.
"About ten grams," said Grinder.
"I also took five boxes of Dangerous Dragons" Crocky said.
"He has gone off the Cocuzza bad Mexican? Those rotting fungi beating their brains out! "Said Grinder.
"No friend, I'll start," said Crocky.
"And what do you hope to see in your melon scappottato?" Mush asked.
"I want the smell of love," said Crocky looking out the window.
.... 
Published nell'instant Antology the month of June, published by Perry Lab
theme: "Places", titled: "There, between the streets thin sap and dew "
to be presented at the 19th to Monday, July 19 at the hall of" The Symposium "in Rome.
read the opening words
Crocky had not always had this nickname, I'll climax they hitch and Grinder Mush in Amsterdam.
That particular day came out of the process of their hotel room and announced to two friends: "I got a beard."
Mush looked at him and exclaimed: "What the fuck are those things on the mouth? "
" I have a mustache, asshole! "said Crocky.
" You look like a Mexican with those fucking mustache "Mush said while lying on a bunk bed, hanging around with the remote control hand channels of satellite television. He stopped fiddling when he appeared advertising a brand of tortillas. A crow was wearing a sombrero and mustache croaked: "Hola soy you tasted Crocky tortillas?"
Grinder, he lay on his bed, his arms helpless at his sides, laughed, unable to open eyes, was only able to repeat: "Crocky, Crocky. So did Mush.
"Laugh clowns" as saying, Crocky, threw himself on his bed, under that of Mush, after removing the deck a couple of open packets of crisps and a pack of six cans of beer.
"How much is left Skunk?" Mush said.
"About ten grams," said Grinder.
"I also took five boxes of Dangerous Dragons" Crocky said.
"He has gone off the Cocuzza bad Mexican? Those rotting fungi beating their brains out! "Said Grinder.
"No friend, I'll start," said Crocky.
"And what do you hope to see in your melon scappottato?" Mush asked.
"I want the smell of love," said Crocky looking out the window.
....
Thursday, June 3, 2010
How Long Does Daktarin Gel Work
Diamonds
turn the hands of the dancers ming
I promised silk dresses for evening
paper but now my words
I asked the saint what is left of life
told me that a cloud is not only looking for love
and leave the ears of corn
- are nothing for the pain I feel - He
blood wept as he shook hands in
a tiny diamond. 
turn the hands of the dancers ming
I promised silk dresses for evening
paper but now my words
I asked the saint what is left of life
told me that a cloud is not only looking for love
and leave the ears of corn
- are nothing for the pain I feel - He
blood wept as he shook hands in
a tiny diamond.
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