26 fevereiro 2015

and storms

The mind I love must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown little wood, the chance of a snake or two, a pool that nobody’s fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with flowers planted by the mind.
— Katherine Mansfield

08 fevereiro 2015


A noite/3

Eu adormeço às margens de uma mulher: eu adormeço às margens de um abismo. 

Eduardo Galeano