12 FICTION(S)

Me comí las raíces sin pensarlo, y cuando la nena empezó a abrir, con un cuchillito de madera, la panza del oso, yo ya est aba alucinando suavemente.

Gab es hier ein Tabu?

Friction

The Devil’s Drool

In the reality of a room, in which the lover is sitting and staring at the object telephone, images and narrations formed by the forces of fiction interfere.

Jeff Mills

Looking up there would only wreck
 your soft neck I like to bite into when we fuck.

Maze

Danke, Kapitel 8-9