Turquia

La noche. La calida brisa mediterranea. Dos Turcas disfrutando gaseosa.

Sobre ellas, un ave rapaz, vuela. Sin sonido alguno, observa.

Astrogenia

"Me he apuntado de astronauta, a ver si asi suena la flauta." Why do these lines from Siniestro Total got into her head and did not leave, she did not know. She is playing with meds a bit today to see what happens. She feels somewhat disoriented, but relatively well. "I wonder if I should extend the test."

Asi que, someone asked her about the O2 tanks visible. As she explains, a flood of imagery of Somalia, scavenged MIGs, deaths--premature, avoidable, innecesarias. "Ya hablare mas de eso."