“April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feedi… more →
tudo é eventualJoao Barreto wrote 2 months ago: “April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire … more →
rubens1 wrote 3 months ago: 1948. Data redonda. Tinha eu 18 anos e 8 meses. Olho-me no espelho. Cadê o rapaz? O tempo passou, … more →