What I will say when the sun goes down
and the grieving faces scattering dreams of little stars
in stained ground
bones in ragas
smelling memories
Who will say the names
and count the shoes
Palestine Graves
There´s another one of you
-Do you have any ID with you? (librarian)
- Oh, yeas, my UCSD card (me)
- Hummm, I´m afraid there´s something wrong… (librarian)
- What could be? Maybe my passport could solve …(me)
- No, it seems you have already been using our system, you´re already a member (librarian)
- Must be some mistake, I never been here before, my [...]
Football brings histories
UEFA Euro 2008, ok, I told myself I should not write about football even tough It is almost impossible not to think about it here in Vienna.
The matches played in Vienna brought me many memories from my childhood, time when already in my school, boys and girls were introduced to sports – and I hated [...]
What makes people happy?
Again I returned to my favorite subject – people – Yesterday I was talking to some friends during our seminar interval and, I don´t even remember how or whom complained about the day and how depressed it makes you feel when you´re not treated well. I was a everyday complainer on this subject, living in [...]
Sara Bernal – Alain Leroy is in the crowd
Alain Leroy is alone, looks around but can not recognize anybody… so noise, so absent, so superficial. The self destruction path is surrounded by ghosts from the past, and the only way out is the way to himself, disconnected from the world. This is the image I still see -Alain Leroy , is present in [...]
