Dot space dot

  The first chapters of Stars of dust: A gift for you   Suspended between the show of the world and the show business without distinguishing the discrepancy, I assist with lack of motivation of the slow flow: even the most accurate GPS could guide me in the right direction where drive at. It’s a euphemism defining…

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Rider on the storm

  The first chapters of Stars of dust: A gift for you   I’ve always been a chronic immature, in the balance between the gears of passing time, a body which inexorable fades and the surrounding environment which judges my movements. Who am I really? What I let shine through and what do I hide? How do other…

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Candyland

  The first chapters of Stars of dust: A gift for you   Translated by Emilia Maiella Music, yoga, a book I’d like: everybody has the right of some revelry. If any authority supported this, I would vote him, no matter what. I don’t care about speeches stuffed with new meanings, life flies by too fast. The…

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Praise of tiredness

  The first chapters of Stars of dust: A gift for you   Praise of tiredness – We are planets outside our orbit. We inhabit sepulchres for living beings where we leave photos that change every so often. We mark dates and reoccurrences, we post epitaphs that someone reads every so often but we also send messages…

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In my country

The first chapters of Stars of dust: A gift for you   Translation by Yaiza Cañizares   6.45 pm. It is about to begin the yoga lesson. I arrived earlier. The instructor is talking to a lady who is usually my next-mat neighbour. I sit between them because I listened to their conversation. The woman takes her cellphone…

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