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“Forgotten Stations” by Mietzekatze3847

A last cigarette
For all forgotten stations,
I can smell the gas… (jf)

“Forgotten Stations” by Mietzekatze3847

Picture by Mietzekatze3847, poetry by Jonathan.


“Branches And Thunders Playing With The Moon” by Rubén Darío Lombardozzi

From time to time we
Forget what is important:
Carrying our moon. (jf)

“Branches And Thunders Playing With The Moon” by Rubén Darío Lombardozzi

Picture by Rúben Darío Lombardozzi, poetry by Jonathan.

“Watergun Sucker” by Noirin & Lyra

We as a CANDYLAND version

Get drunk of neon lollipops out of a cigarette box and change our minds with a watergun. Take a lick from it, sucker.

Text and picture by Noirin & Lyra.

“Dwarfs & Shadows” by Oliver Ritthaler

Dwarfs don’t give a f*ck about their long shadows
as long as they look into the light. 

Dwarfs don’t give a sh*t about your meadows
as long as they can fight. 

Dwarfs use explicit language.

“Dwarfs & Shadows” by Oliver Ritthaler

“Midnight Maya” by Jessica Marisol Flores

In my mayan night, I wish upon a star for my ancestors to bring, colorful kisses into this world made of steel.

“Midnight Maya” by Jessica Marisol Flores

Tlaloc will bring the rain over the corn field, so my people can feed from Xipetotec blessing and Metsi’s feels.

(Self) Seeker – Noirin & Lyra

So many roses…
So many thoughts about you…
So many kisses I feel on my lips…
So many love the show…
But in the end every blossom is an egoist.

“(Self) Seeker” by Noirin & Lyra

“Going D’accord” – Oliver Ritthaler & Jonathan Falk

The road was long. In most moments we fought boredom, didn’t we? And we won. So we are here. I won’t regret a thing. Like you.

Remember those days we pasted up stickers all over the town, some works still to see. Think of us djing in dark locations until sunrise (What happened there, stays there, oh, my beauties, oh, wet walls…). Or imagine how we performed poetry in front of the working ministry, including laughing unemployeds. This was my story but now it’s ours.

We got children. Some are ours. Some are loved the same. Or are older than we both together. I have no clue of what I am talking about, that’s why I am wiser. Come into my arms and feel warmth, sister, brother, forever alien insecurities.

May the future judge, some content analysing bots or just the dust in the wind. Our hearts pump, it’s their job, blood. Your hearts may jump, that’s their will, pressure. The world’s music moves us on eternally. Everything will be alright, as long as we go d’accord. 

“Going D’accord” by Oliver Ritthaler & Jonathan Falk

Original picture by Oliver Ritthaler. Edit of picture and words by Jonathan Falk.