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bara för att bevisa att det finns annat att göra hösten stannade upp för en dag för att dricka portugisiskt vin ta en fika på det vanliga...

aspekterna av mitt hus inredningen är inte klar överallt behövs detaljer den där saken annorlunda vad nöjd jag skulle bli få lite mer...

So very cool to have my first Swedish translations published in Brödtexten a regional publication produced by Litteraturhus Jönköping who...

The year draws to a close A lifetime is thrown away And us to sign our names in dust For what does one live Is it today Cos tomorrow is...

taking the seat on the plane at the same time as on the train starting completion of synchronicity she talked of Mona Lisa and her lovers...

But if you are going for a walk why do it alone why not share it with a cow if you do it right you might get a friendly face licking what...

Like a cat powered dream all soft and slow piano fine clocks and time running on rhythmic hops from topic to thing food pushed aside the...

Your bum is a most beautiful thing in sexy underwear but actually even more beautiful in no underwear at all

things start to slow down in expectation of normality a sense of sensibility stopping for control is a regularity not questioned it is a...

there are soggy trampled feathers on the floor there is gin on the small tables there's sparkling tassels in the air, Mercury rising...

here where the sky is low freezing fog with damp in the air on the paths ice and snow the smells of burning wood come over small lights...

Tranås poet Colm Kiernan makes his debut in English and Spanish. His poems have an ironic and satirical edge, while at the same time...

I had the wonderful opertunity to go to Barcelona to meet old friends and to release my book Hora Dorada - Golden Hour published by Al...

I had to choose between cleaning and hummus so I poured myself a raki

the morning after a party to be alone today everyone late for work and tired even those who didn't have a dot to drink the slats of our...

turn that light out I thought as I lay back in the sand and looked up at the glaring moon therapeutic madness ebbing and shuddering...

love is a weird motherfucker the one who says they understand it is on their death bed or lying

Consistently Inconsistent and Wi-Fi is more of a concept than a thing here a bit like the reality of the British empire existing in...

a can of beer proclaims no rainy days and always better together watching rain lashing thoughts of summer on the verandah as rolling...

lashing down softly but enough to drown - floods of water as I head off to the editor - dodging through a sea of umbrellas I stop at Ayşe...