I write because I enjoy it and because it torments me. However, today's way of life doesn't inspire me although I may write about it in the near future. I keep notes, observe pictures, process stimuli, and compose thoughts. From these, a material may emerge that may be channeled into verse later on. All certainties are under scrutiny and revision and the bottom line is that I can't exist without us.

The City I was Born
I touch the walls of houses
no one answers.
I am in a city with no name.
I search the sky for its mark
the colorful neon signs blind me.
The city I was born
had two coordinates.

North latitude: blood.
East longitude: death.