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Ocean from shore under dark sky

Farewell to Douala

Sex. Brutality. Animal faces. Wrathful oceans. Rickety boats. Stupid men who robbed my human rights. Insecure love affairs. Floating corpses’ love affairs. Am I also a floating corpse? What else?

Georgi Markov.

On Patriotism

neighborhood, our village, our town, our state, our history, our beaches, our apples, our army… are mightier, prettier, tastier, richer, more meaningful, more special, more courageous than those of the rest of the world.


Here it is not like that: it’s a company of trees, and all are undoubtedly dead.