VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Anibal Perez Longhi

The Girl Who Watched the River He saw him every day from his window. He was sitting on a bench in the plaza, and perhaps to forget his loneliness, he was feeding the pigeons with the scraps of food that the charity volunteers usually distributed. Elio, it was the beggar’s observer name, opened the window,Continue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Anibal Perez Longhi”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Efe Tusder

Vespers for bones Divine rape service was our family business. I was born with this gift of violence. Gift from son of a fat bitch. Excuse me, but if I’m not mistaken some sick ass start smoking my brain and my cannibalism flowing in his veins. It is the democratic process. You know, rape ageContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Efe Tusder”