An on-line magazine with reflections on globalisation, prejudice, haunting ghosts and their counterpart, hope and light. Spare thoughts of spirits in the material world.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Moon Song
Tonight the moon sings I drink its Light through my pores like an Electric Broth, wild and erect in a Moondance I fertilize dry dreams of an Old Soul.
November 2007 - April 2008 Edilberto González-Trejos
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