diarios

A noite/2

- Arranque-me, senhora, as roupas e as dúvidas. Dispa-me, dispa-me.

Eduardo Galeano

I'll be your mirror

coconut jam

They went home and told their wives, 
that never once in all their lives, 
had they known a girl like me, 
But... They went home. 

They said my house was licking clean, 
no word I spoke was ever mean, 
I had an air of mystery, 
But... They went home. 

My praises were on all men's lips, 
they liked my smile, my wit, my hips, 
they'd spend one night, or two or three. 
But...

Maya Angelou 

A vida do avesso

Wankelmut & Emma-Louise - My Head is a Jungle (Of…: http://youtu.be/suxrIpFZOGk

Gone Girl, David Fincher (2014)

tertúlias

Alphaville, Jean-Luc Godard 

A fome fala através das feridas.

Luís Miguel Nava

diarios

A noite/1

Não consigo dormir. 
Tenho uma mulher atravessada entre minhas pálpebras. 
Se pudesse, diria a ela que fosse embora; mas tenho uma mulher atravessada em minha garganta.

Eduardo Galeano