“This is the city of Gods. I am Shiva.” “I am Vishnu. We stay in the City of Gods. The trees guard us.” “I am Brahma. We are the Four Gods facing east, north, west, and south in the City of Gods.” “I was born last. I am Gautama. We sit forever on top of…
‘I am the Cat who walks by herself, ‘And all places are alike to me. ‘When I have done that, and between times, ‘When the moon gets up and night comes… ‘I go out to the Wet Wild Woods or up the Wet Wild Trees or the Wet Wild Streets, walking by my wild lone.…
By Andrés Rozada Coming up next, a video with shocking images of yesterday’s devastating earthquake in Mexico city. This video shows the enormous destruction caused by the earthquake, which registered 8.5 on the Richter scale. These images were found in the rubble of one of the major buildings torn down yesterday in Mexico city. The…
The Sea covered most of the black rocks in front of the house by the Sea. Far, far away, the grey waves merged with the leaden sky. The Land was bracing, waiting for the final assault. The trees moaned in the howling Wind. The rocks shook under the crashing waves. The time had come. The…
My mother is a tough Lady. She always tells us: “Don’t whine”. Uncle Joe is a CPA. We call him “Chief Joseph” to bug him. He grins: “I’m not a Nez-percé. I’m Umatilla.” I tease him: “Wasn’t your great-grandmother a Walla Walla?” My aunt works two jobs, but it doesn’t matter. (Don’t whine). Plus, they…
“Please allow me to introduce myself, I’m a man of wealth and taste…”. I am Peter Pumpkin. “Wilhelmina is my name. Witching is my trade…” “Oh Susanna, don’t you cry for me, I come from Alabama, with my banjo on my knee…” “Thank you for the colours”, said Peter. “The turret’s a bit askew, isn’t…
“Garnier, have you seen Lakshmi?” “No, Doudart,” I said. “I haven’t. Who is Lakshmi?” “How can you possibly not have seen her?” Doudart asked. “She walks the compound all night. The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen!” “Doudart, my friend, Lakshmi is an Indian name. We’re in China, in Yunnan. Don’t you remember? This…
I saw him for the first time in Anzures. He had grey hair. Green eyes. Barely gave me a passing glance. He was coming from Leibnitz Street, crossing Gutenberg Street. I say “street”. It is more wood than street now with all the grass and trees that have grown through the asphalt. He was jogging…
My name is Catrina. Catherine? Kathryn? You can call me Kate. I dance with all. I dance with the old. I dance with the young, Alas. With the rich and the poor The mighty and the humble. I dance with Death. Dance with me. You can call me Kate. Another dancer at the Day of the…
I have many names. Some call me Malaika. Others call me Malak al-mawt. Some call me Red, or the Angel of Death. Others call me Azraela. Who calls me that? Gabriella, Raphaëla, Mikaëla. We are the Angelas. Angelas? Not Angels? Yes. I ‘m afraid some things were lost in translation. Have no fear, dear Reader. We…
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