sanmon
what is left to lose?
Double Knotby Monsieur Pluspetit, sanmon
forget the morning
spirit soldiers
la notte muore col sole
the world disappeared
I never asked to be your mountain
mare nostrum
the look you gave
we have to hold on
this whole thing is madness
your blood on my lips
her echo, her shadow & me
il futuro perduto
waiting for the rain
back [from] home
the pills, the powder, the bottle
traffic
sleep by day, live by night
tunnel vision
combattente
black light, white night
the air is never sweet enough
límites
poemas
heart-shaped balloon
smell the psychosphere
freedom
reading bukowski
stoned, immaculate
We Are All Monkeys
El Mar