The butterfly effect


Life is ephemeral. The way you look changes every day, fades, hair becomes whiter, skin draws lines, breathes becomes weaker, heart grows older. Trees outside, becomes bigger, taller, the leaves falls and they grow back again. Your family pet, ages, 7 years at a time faster, increments of time lived in black and white. Everything…

Downtown and Forever


I have agreed to the most interesting, weirdest, intriguing proposal of a relationship I’ve ever had so far in my life. I’m writing to you this morning with butterflies in my stomach. Not sure if they are scared or excited but they are very much alive. And let me tell you ladies (and gentleman) he…

Strong and Drippy


I should be studying this morning, but my head is full of words, bouncing away, ready to be inked down. The minute I listen to music, my mind starts flowing higher and pictures starts forming words.  I’ve discovered I can’t study with music, well I can but it will most certainly end up being more…

Glimpse of Lovin


When a bunch of random letters suddenly becomes words.  When a bunch of sparse words give birth to sentences.  When sparse papers lying around my apartment floors becomes a new world.  When I see you in the deep universe of your eyes. Just a bunch of old and new stuff, that I’ve never published yet. …

Lonely corner


The sky is languishingly laying out The snow petal carpet So that my feet remain cold And continues to feed My frosted mind When two hearts meet at a wintering crossing Does the red light corner turns wild ? Opening the possibilities Of a new season With the clouds slowly opening their legs And the…

Plasmagory


The soul is always searching Further, deeper In the other It contemplates the stars Wondering if he looked Longer, better They will reveal In their signaling lights A splash of secret Whispering of eternity White versus black On a nightime canvas Cells in plasma In your buried heart   N

Sensuel ASSenseur…


Comme tout bon internaute qui se respecte, chaque matin en ouvrant mes yeux, j’ouvre aussi mes autres yeux sur le monde…mon téléphone.  Oui oui, j’en suis rendue là!  Je n’ai pas encore été pisser, manger, boire, pris mon premier café, jsuis encore sous la couette à sortir tranquillement des bras de Morphé et déjà jsuis…

Smoking stars


Stoned by this electronic love Always a word away from my mind But still so close So far The complete imperfect state of my soul Mixed with the greyish smoke in your eyes Will run the course of time Before the blackout That will bring you to my curveceous roads What’s that game called again?…

Allo! l’Amour?


Je me souviens encore de ma première Saint-Valentin, à l’école, probablement en première année où on avait chacun un gros coeur en carton rouge avec notre nom d’inscrit dessus.  Le matin de la Saint-Valentin, on arrivait à l’école, le sac à dos rempli de petits cartons et pour ma part l’estomac débordant de papillons.   La veille, j’avais choisie avec soin chaques…