See, my friend? Just pass.
My position still is free,
Pass to moon, but fast. (jf)

Photography by Rubens, poetry by Jonathan.
See, my friend? Just pass.
My position still is free,
Pass to moon, but fast. (jf)
Photography by Rubens, poetry by Jonathan.
~delirium~
i vividly remember –
building castles in air
entering doorways through a light beam
meeting strangers with familiar eyes
i remember it all too well
neither a dream
nor cognitive distortions
maybe this is the world
i’ve always belonged to
where you stamped
the castles, as failures
the doorways, as heartbreaks
the eyes, an ethereal illusion
but darling all this while
you were the moon in delirium
and i the sunlight,
hoping one day
you’d find your own light.
Poetry by Reha, picture by Jonathan.
From time to time we
Forget what is important:
Carrying our moon. (jf)
Picture by Rúben Darío Lombardozzi, poetry by Jonathan.
With closed eyes I saw
Fishes swimming to the night
Into lunar lights.
Is this my brain that
Messes my sick perception
Or just illusion?
Fishes may be my
Leaders and in the moon lie
Long lost comradeship.
Pictures by Eugenia Bellodi, poem by Jonathan Falk.