“the air veined with balancings in the rootless spaces where endless worlds are formed and dissolve snow duvet dancing in the night… — Lorand Gaspar Time Copy Share Image
“scattered cracking sounds bristling gaps in the wood every now and then the red mark of a gunshot splinters of a language… — Lorand Gaspar Fire Copy Share Image
“you will need an infinite patience to learn again to love as not long ago a fire lost in the distance halting… — Lorand Gaspar Little by little Copy Share Image
