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  • Neither God nor Devil - Nem Deus nem o Diabo

    - August  4, 2020 - 4 comments
    The structure could be straight stable death as aim but no nothing will be blood flows in the veins dream at dawn chance with the wind blood dream chance neither God nor Devil maybe love nothing else will be. A

  • Hot Sun - Sol Quente

    - August 11, 2020 - 3 comments
    Feel the hard and hot sun irradiating from the shop window's glasses and coaches parked on all lanes or sidewalks at the Benfica's avenue where I live close to the Park of Monsanto shades on the other side of the building's forest where the

  • My city - Minha cidade

    - August 15, 2020 - 9 comments
    This is my city necessity of a stand an open window for the night the sea' smell turns back by the river among the sewer's nausea. (to read the Portuguese version please click on the picture) by Armando TABORDA, in "SINFONIA EM

  • Deserter - Desertor

    - August 17, 2020 - 5 comments
    Drums are beaten far away I don't know who is being executed I imagine myself a sailor without navigated sea hidden in the Jerónimos' crypt cowardly pasted to the stone's columns as they were land to discover deserter in time to sail

  • MOONLIGHT - LUAR

    - August 24, 2020 - 9 comments
    When I blink I look into the night and I see the moon in its bright intense move as if there were several overlaying each other in my insomnia's orbit LUAR Quando pestanejo olho para a noite e vejo a lua em movimento de intenso brilho como se fossem

  • Butterfly - Borboleta

    - August 26, 2020 - 8 comments
    Provocatively unstable dream comes as a butterfly flight or other ultralight insect that a bit strong breeze throws against the garden's flowers O sonho passa provocadoramente instável tal voo de borboleta ou outro ultra-leve insecto que uma

  • Sleepy - Sonolento

    - August 30, 2020 - 8 comments
    Sleepy I get numb over roofs against cracked clouds late sun shines through fans of light awake up buildings planted on streets hurted by cars in constant movement to uncertain destinies certainly a public