Black and White – Archeofuturism Today

A floating grammar of time and beauty

The wildfires of my life

Homme des bois n’osant pas respirer l’air pur de nos villes surpeuplées

Channel the spirits

Fuel for my soul

Une tristesse de clown

Look at the people (living in the world today)

Lingering poetry behind clotheslines

Paper ads and empty streets

Do look up