"Without rising my eyes, I knew I was going along the river. I know which river and why but this is nothing for you. All my eyes saw were my bare and frozen feet stumbling on clods of frozen earth."
I am so endlessly alone. Whats my illusions, whats my odds, and illusions have to be killed, I don't have more time to destroy. Is my loneliness real and is my longing about what? Then who are this people?
Kathy Acker
Tanja San Antonio
Andreas Cadaques
Self
John Giorno
C.M. Von Hausswolff
Ulrich Hillebrand
Malga Kubiak
Geraldo Kunha
Lung Leg
Felix Nordqvist
Self