by Adeline Macdonald Clean steam iron the linen sheets, white and crisp and beautiful and without fault or fold White walls upon white walls with nothing to upset you or hurt you or make you cry or want to leave or want to think Do you love it? Is it…
By Vasile Baghiu The endless prattle in an unknown language becomes background music in a silent movie about your life, the final revise is awaited with much interest, the parallel with scenes from the novels on historical themes is welcome, the night fever is not the same as the day…