Mostrar mensagens com a etiqueta Charles Bukowski. Mostrar todas as mensagens
Mostrar mensagens com a etiqueta Charles Bukowski. Mostrar todas as mensagens

segunda-feira

UF

"Somos como rosas que nunca se deram ao trabalho de
desabrochar quando deviam ter desabrochado e
é como se
o sol estivesse farto de
esperar."


quarta-feira

men who walk as if melody had never been invented

"...with bad breath and big feet, men
who look like frogs, hyenas, men who walk
as if melody had never been invented....

and the inevitable landlady,

execrating and final,
sending me to hell,
waving her fat, sweaty arms
and screaming
screaming for rent
because the world had failed us
both"  
Anthony Goicolea