Gece Yolculugu

Something I have been thinking about recently is how places have their own energies.I have been to places where thousands of people died tragically in a very short time. Like the gray, gloomy, dark former concentration camp, Dachau, in Germany. Death...

Out of all the complex array of human emotions, missing someone has to be one of the most complicated, deeply intense ones. We miss someone who for various reasons left our lives: Be it moving to a different city, not being our friend anymore, moving...

I step outside to Dilorenzo Avenue. I put on my headphones. I take one step, then another step, then another. This is the only time in the day that belongs to me, in which my body is my own body, my thoughts are my own thoughts, my breath is my own breath...

"Later, walking the corridors down to the street,I turn and step inside an empty room.Yesterday someone was here with a gasping face.Now the bed is made all new,the machines have been rolled away. The silencecontinues, deep and neutral,as I stand...