Monthly Archives: March 2011

Under panties

 

Luis Royo

It’s been long ago since I don’t lean out the window. I haven’t had the strenght enough for it. Back to my endless issue with the windows. Time of dark corners.

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Steps

- Romulo Royo

 

When the first sunshine cuts the avenues like knifes and reveals the breeze that runs through them, it is harder to note the cementery of objects that the New York streets have turned into. Objects transformed into masses of iron. In one of them a shattered Ford Mustang can still be noticed. Before an infinite palette of gray and ocher, ironically twinkles an antique light poster of blue neon. It draws a molar tooth.
 

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