In all her searches for joy, she didn’t know what joy was and found herself running in circles, spinning a web: a cage of silken tears...

Out of kitchen foil and boards he built the throne of God. Not one but many thrones, until he could fill a whole room with thrones and...

She shakes as her elephant skin is pierced with drills. In her majesty she swats away the mighty man as if he is no more than a housefly...

Our mother, she cries, with unceasing tears. She sobs for hours, for days, for weeks. We hear the thundering beat of her broken heart as...

We sing until we choke on the ashes of bleeding forests, we run until our lungs are filled with soot and our hearts sink into the depths...

Born of angels not a mother, not a father raised by love incarnate in a vivid world without color where the harsh contrasts of white on...

La terre est chaude Mon cœur est froid Mon chez moi fond Mon cœur se fige Le soleil d’été, les beaux jours dont on rêve dans les...