Copyright © Tomic Riter. twilight wind carries everywhere birdsongs trees are hanging from the sky penetrating these walls their roots rising from my fingertips I could have sipped all this dirty water that was clean before it fell down sometimes, traveling miles gives nothing other than vast green fields and no talks birdsongs die and [...]
Copyright © Tomic Riter. The clouds seem unreachable, but are they? With this thought, I continue to look at them as they change colours and form and positions, as I change my own position and strive to become formless. I close my eyes, sometimes that enables me to listen to my own breath and feel [...]
three kilometres from here is a long, wide road made of cement it is not very long but long enough it is another world driving on that stretch of road the air is so pure, if I close my eyes I become calm in a second thousands cross that road each day but nobody stops [...]
An ant tries to find a way. A cleaning mop dries in the open. Three gigantic puffs of cloud are drifting west. Soon they will envelop the sun, and when they do, the sunrays won't be able to reach me. On the street in front, a boy caught a bird, it is as flat as [...]
when has this sky bled so beautifully as it is bleeding right now its blood was golden a while ago a few looked at it like I did now the blood has travelled beyond those mountains that I will never reach, not today. Copyright © Tomic Riter 2020 . All rights reserved.