#345

Little boy of seven
running down the street, smiling.
His clothes are torn. 

#344

Under the Indian Summer
even the Iguanas
cry for mercy. 

#343

And at night
the weary priest
hangs his heavy shroud on his bedroom door. 

#342

Young girls with flowers in hand
running along the shore
chasing shadows. 

#341

The cat
after the rain
leaves her footprints across the verandah.

#340

After the bedtime stories
children go to sleep
and dream of monsters. 

#339

The sad fog slithers off slowly
leaving the mountain
a sparkling green. 

#338

In the morning light
the lake shimmered with
a supernatural gleam. 

#337

Magma sunset
the boy, smoking his first cigarette,
contemplates life. 

#336

After the cinema
couples in cars
exploring territories.