The Dreaming Machine
Writing and visual arts from the world.
STABAT MATER Iuxta crucem Saturday Maurizio calls from Caracas. It’s 10 PM in Italy. There is desperation in his voice. ...
We Are Where We Are In the depths of sleep, I dreamt of somebody else’s unspoken words. I ...
The eighteen years I lived in the Amazon, fighting alongside with and for the indigenous people in the defense ...
Going to the Edge of the Land We drove and drove, taking rest under Australian weeds the comfort station ...
I declare that there is no other Human Being Except the One who fights Hatred relentlessly In him and around ...
3 SEPTEMBER 2020 – DEADLINE FOR RUCKSACK – GLOBAL POETRY PATCHWORK PROJECT Rucksack, at Global Poetry Patchwork is an...
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