Stories and Prose (Translated)
The Consecration of Touch
I don't know how to address you at the start! I want to devour all your writings suddenly, but I don't want…
I don't know how to address you at the start! I want to devour all your writings suddenly, but I don't want…
: The more I write your delirium, the more only I remain within it. In that poem I wrote about you, did…
Every year on this day, if only I could tell you once: "I love you!" You know, everyone says now that my…