cat on a wall.

There’s a stone wall so high, going up there felt like being in the sky. There’s a cat on that wall staring at the clouds; feeling the wind wrapping around his body, growing more intense with each fleeting second. He doesn’t want to go back to where he came from, there’s nothing left there. The … Continue reading cat on a wall.

Air.

Stone pines. Tall, rich stone pines. Why now? Because they were passing by; no, actually she was passing by. Stone pines. On both sides of the road. What lay behind those? Grass and other trees of course but who cares? She could only see stone pines. They’re the only ones she could name. The rest … Continue reading Air.