There’s a terrible rhythm bearing down
a boy with a drum and a permanent frown
a mask on the wall which won’t go way
no matter where you move
no matter how you pray.
— Tu sais, on a une tendance à manger n’importe quoi, n’importe quand, n’importe comment et… Assise à la terrasse de mon café préféré niché à l’angle de la rue Villiers-de-L’Isle-Adam et de la [...]
He doesn’t need much, not a new dwelling, not a new occupation, but he does need a kitchen sink over which he can open the spigot, wet the sponge squeeze on soap, flex the hands, urge the [...]