He hides between the bins for a moment and lights a fag. It’s raining, so the juices from the rubbish flow into the holes of his shoes. At this point, there’s no point in caring. The echoing of the clock gets louder in his head as he knows his cig break is close to being…

hidden deep in the forest are the last fruits of the summer  to remain unpicked  they will fall to the ground when they are at their sweetest enjoyed by the smallest of creatures one can only hope that the memory of it will get them through the winter

Te busco entre sombras.  Ando de noche, con este viento que me empuja  y las flores que me guían.  La lluvia me sabe dulce, pero lloro de sed.  Te encontrare  con la ayuda de las estrellas,  que iluminan tu alma.  Veré el dolor en tus ojos,  las preocupaciones en tu piel,  los años en tu…

A crooked smile and some decent chat is all it takes to earn my trust. From that point forward, I will jump in the backseat of your car and hope that you will take me to safety – my life completely in your hands. What is the price one puts on this type of kindness? …