Posted on November 27, 2020 4 Comments
I write to hold on to time. – Ash
Posted on June 15, 2019 6 Comments
It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by. How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment? For the moments passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone. That is where the writer scores over his fellows: he catches the changes of his mind on the […]
