Traces alone uncover given black grey blurs signs no meaning grey light almost white always the same.
samuel beckett
la mentira
lázaro
the landscape and that
anfora
round on a crutch
burka
diógenes
ghost of a hair
the way feels white sharp
a slight transcendence
often walked apart
was not the moon to see, to feel
stood at last by
nineveh
11 hrs
quevedo
federico´s drawings 